Archive for October, 2009

an apple adventure.

Sunday, October 25th, 2009

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Have you ever had one of those days when you stop for a minute– and realize everything is perfect?  Perfect company, perfect weather, perfect scenery, perfect food, and perfect air.  You wish you could make time stand still for five simple minutes and do nothing more than revel in the radiance that surrounds you.

This was my Saturday afternoon.  Although I feel fairly confident that I could write a short novel on the magnificence of yesterday, I decided to keep this post simple.  See list below and photos for details on said perfection:

-car ride complete with favorite ipod tunes, cheese & crackers, and organic fair trade chocolate bar
-apple hill
-fresh air
-sweet aroma of apple bread, apple cake, apple pie, apple crisp, apple strudel, and apple candy
-quaint gift shops
-lady with an ostrich
-kids with faces painted
-hot steaming cider
-my favorite person in the entire world
-homemade apple cinnamon jelly
-kisses from my favorite person in the entire world
-willow pond farm
-the dock
-the sunshine
-pumpkins
-organic produce
-REAL popcorn (so excited to make this)
-scarecrows with no faces
-silly photo sessions
-little girls playing in the sand
-love

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the art of baking.

Monday, October 19th, 2009

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Baby don’t you cry gonna make a pie
Gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle

Baby don’t you cry
Gonna make a pie
Hold you forever in the middle of my heart.

Waitress is without a doubt, my favorite movie of all time.  If you haven’t seen it, shame on you.  If you own it, we should probably be friends.

Jenna, played by Keri Russell, is a lost soul who finds herself unfortunately married to the world’s worst husband.  She creates pie recipes from raw emotion, and names them accordingly: “I don’t want Earl’s baby pie”, “I hate my husband pie”, “Fallin in love chocolate pie”, “Pregnant miserable self pitying loser pie”, “Jenna’s first kiss pie”, etc.

Confession: I hate pie.

Regardless, I am an emotional baker.  I bake when I’m happy, I bake when I’m sad, and I bake when I am everything in between.

Baking is peaceful to me, occasionally even therapeutic.  If I could write and bake daily, I am convinced that my mind would be in a constant positive mental state.  Is it possible to bake your feelings into a loaf of bread?  Because I think it is.  Sometimes I seem to bake my feelings and emotions right into my creation.  My stress, happiness, anger, and love all get stirred into the mixture, right beside the brown sugar and vanilla.  Stirring, I fold all the feelings tightly into the batter until I can’t see them anymore.  Breathe.

I love waiting for my creation to bake. Sometimes I try to be productive and clean up the mess I’ve made in the midst of the creating, while other times (like today), I just sit and wait.  Real Simple magazine in my lap, steaming mocha in my hand, I breathe in the sweet aroma of apple bread mixed with the familiar scent of my favorite pumpkin spice candle.  Exactly 55 minutes of complete and utter solitude, and it’s perfect.

If you’re in the mood for a baking/therapy session, I recommend the following banana bread recipe:

Ingredients

* 1/2 cup vegetable oil

* 1/2 cup granulated sugar

* 1/2 cup light brown sugar

* 3 tablespoons lowfat milk

* 1 teaspoon vanilla extract

* 1 cup mashed bananas (2 large ripe bananas)

* 2 cups flour

* 1 teaspoon cinnamon

* 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger

* 1/2 teaspoon salt

* 1/2 teaspoon baking soda

* 1 teaspoon baking powder

Directions

Preheat oven to 350 degrees (F).

If using a silicone 9- x 5-inch loaf pan, lightly brush the inside with melted butter; place on a sturdy baking sheet. If using a metal or glass pan, lightly spray with cooking spray, and line the bottom of the pan with a piece of parchment paper cut to fit. Spray again with cooking spray and set aside.

With an electric mixer on medium speed, beat together oil, granulated sugar, brown sugar, milk, vanilla and bananas until blended and creamy, about 3 minutes. Sift together the flour, nutmeg, cinnamon, ginger, salt, soda and baking powder. With the mixer running, slowly add the dry ingredients to the sugar mixture, beating just until thoroughly combined. Scrape down the sides of the bowl during the mixing.

Transfer the batter to the prepared pan. Bake about 50 to 60 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the loaf comes out clean. Let the bread cool in the pan 5 minutes on a cooling rack before removing from the pan. For silicone pans, loosen the sides simply by pulling away the bread, then press from the bottom of the pan. For other pans, loosen sides by running a knife around the edge, then unmold. Remove the parchment paper and let cool completely before slicing.

Makes one 9- x 5-inch loaf

Cooking is at once one of the simplest and most gratifying of the arts, but to cook well one must love and respect food.
–Craig Claiborne

the simple life.

Saturday, October 17th, 2009

image(3)Life is complicated. Not in an Avril-Lavigne-dramatic-love-story sort of way, but in the sense that there are too many things going on every second of every day and I feel myself failing to keep up. In fact, I sometimes think I might be developing a minor case of ADD. Example: I am literally incapable of working solely on any individual task without simultaneously working and/or thinking about a multitude of other tasks. Which I suppose is the definition of multitasking– and I, more often than not, consider myself to be the queen of multitasking (a title not to be mistaken for arrogance, for I am still deciding whether or not multitasking is a positive or negative quality).

As much as I love modern day technology, as evident by my social media addiction and obsession with fall television, I find myself constantly wishing life was simpler. Not “Life on the Prairie” simpler, but just….simpler. Last week the internet connection dropped while I was at work. Just like that, poof! One minute I am tweeting, e-mailing, and writing an article on the nutritional benefits of pumpkin seeds, the next I am sitting in silence staring at my computer in a daze. Hello? Internet? Where are you? How could you do this to me?

I wish I could say this was the first time I had a semi-nervous breakdown involving an online catastrophe, but it wasn’t. Occasionally Firefox crashes and sometimes there are “too many tweets” and Twitter has a meltdown. Yet every single time, instead of simply walking away, I sit at my computer desperately hitting “refresh” waiting for my connection to come back to life.

How can I possibly rid myself of this addiction? I know I’m not the only one; I have friends who are far worse. But it’s not them I am concerned about—it’s me.

I have been craving simplicity lately, and longing for quiet.

I hate noise. Always have, always will. Before I go to bed, I have an entire OCD-like routine that involves preparing my room to bear no sound whatsoever during the night. I hate talking over the radio, which frequently results in Brett and I driving to and fro with nothing but pleasant chatter to fill the car. I adore it, but I am fairly positive that he would rather have music to accompany us. I am physically incapable of writing with noise in the background and have never liked our surround sound system, despite Brett’s hopeless attempts to impress me with it.

When all is said and done, I guess sometimes I wish I could take a time-out on life, and set everything to “off” mode. In “off” mode everything and everyone is patient, quiet, and able to focus on each task with the utmost attention and sincere interest. It sounds perfect to me.

Vowing to spend this week focusing on one thing at a time, instead of a million.

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