This was one of those weekends where the only way I was going to have time to bake was if I pulled out Weeknight Baking. And made drop cookies, which are, besides bar cookies, the least time intensive baked good I can make. In looking at cookies, I decided to go with an oatmeal base, because I like the chewiness that comes with that. However, I am a firm anti-raisin baker, so I needed something else to go in them. Fortunately, Weeknight Baking had a solution: cherries and pistachios. Dried cherries are actually my favorite dried fruit. They’re a bit …
As you’re reading this, I’m either driving up to New Hampshire or already there, spending four days in the mountains and 100% off the grid to celebrate finishing my second year of law school. So when deciding what to bake this week, I wanted some kind of treat we could bring with us, but still felt hearty enough to eat on the trail. That’s how I landed on spiced oatmeal cookies.
Super Bowl can be a tricky thing to bake for. It’s a day of gluttony, with more warm, cheesy appetizers, heavy sports food, and beer than you actually want to consume in one sitting, but you do anyways because it’s always placed directly in front of the TV you can’t walk away from.
Law school exam period is this weird time where days stop having meaning and everything you do is with the goal of simply surviving. I get up, go to the library, come home, sleep, and repeat. It could be Saturday or Tuesday for all I know.
I love breakfast. It combines everything I like in a single meal. Eggs. Cheese. Bacon. Carbs. Sweets. It can be warm and savory. It can be refreshing and simple. Many things that normally would not necessarily qualify as a meal find their way into breakfast. Smoothies, which are really just glorified frappes, become nutritious at breakfast. French toast, which we should all just admit is a vehicle for syrup and sugar, is a mainstay at any self-respecting breakfast establishment. It really is a surprisingly versatile meal.
Nine hours. That’s how long it took me to drive from Massachusetts to New Jersey yesterday. How long should it have taken? 4-5 depending on NORMAL traffic. But no, I was instead hit by a snow storm that kept me at no more than 15 miles per hour throughout the state of Connecticut. And if you know me, you know how I feel about driving on 95 in the Connecticut. So that’s why this post is a day late.
When my brother was in high school and I was in college, I used to get home for summer just in time to see his tennis season, which he always dominated. And since I usually had a lot of time on my hands with him at school and my parents at work, I would bake things for the team for every match. Now, Pete’s a freshman at University of Chicago, playing for the tennis team there and doing just as awesome if I’m to believe what I’ve been hearing. So, to continue my theme of baking something for other people …