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Guys. GUISE.

I have been baking bread almost every single day. Every baking is two loaves. This should tell you how much my family eats. I can now make sourdough bread in my sleep. SPEAKING OF, HOW IS EVERYONE'S STARTER DOING? Mine is so delicious smelling, I can't even. Mm, bread. I'm pretty sure that I could give that whole "man cannot live by bread alone" a run for its money.

WAIT THAT MEANS I FORGOT ABOUT WINE. And roasted chicken. And poblano peppers. And chips. And Texas Sheet Cake. Shoot.

I made two pounds of garlicky hummus last weekend (literally two pounds) and it's almost all gone. I have a sad. Except that just means that I'll have to make some more and it's a delicious smelling process, so yay! (Toasted sourdough bread with a big, thick schmear of hummus is my go-to snack. Mm, COME KISS ME WITH MY GARLIC SOUR BREATH *SMOOOOOOCH* Protip: get all the chickpea skins off before making hummus for super creamy deliciousness. Otherwise, it's a bit pasty. It doesn't change the TASTE, just the look.

I'm writing today. I want to finish this damn Sterek fic, but I'm not done torturing Stiles just yet. (IT ENDS HAPPILY BECAUSE I DON'T DO ANGST ENDINGS ANYMORE. Not since AtS...) Writing and me have been frenemies lately, so we're trying to work through our issues and be BFF again.

Hey guys, it's the weekend!

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stoney321
Oct. 18th, 2013 05:57 pm (UTC)
I IDENTIFY AS A FOODIE SEXUALLY. BY WHICH I MEAN THAT I AM OKAY WITH ANYTHING INVOLVING FOOD.

...well maybe not ANYTHING, because squishing things between toes is disgusting, even if it was my homemade banana pudding. Especially if it were my homemade banana pudding.

I AM VERY HUNGRY RIGHT NOW. Also: I LOVE YOU, TOO.

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Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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