Saturday, April 21, 2012
Hazelnut Milk
Hazelnut milk is the answer to my mild aversion to Almond Milk. It's strange that hazelnut milk tastes just like you'd expect—hazelnuts—but almond milk doesn't taste much like almonds to me. Not only do I prefer the taste, but I am a bit obsessive about not repeating too many of the same foods in one day. I like to diversify my nut consumption, and since there are already whole almonds in my muesli, I'd rather eat it with hazelnut milk, than more almonds.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Cake Decorating: Birthday Cake (Buttercream Roses & Piped Chocolate)
I was asked to make a cake for some fellow employees' birthdays. I may have over-done the decorations...the cake turned out a bit feminine—Mother's Day-ish, even—but, they got what they paid for. If you notice a bit of roughness around Birthday, it's because, on my first attempt, I wrote Happy Bithday. Don't judge, I have an excuse—someone called right when my chocolate had come to working temperature, and instead of accepting my inability to multitask, I decided to go ahead with the spelling, while on the phone. Fortunately, chocolate becomes stiff when cool, so I just removed the letters with a paring knife and tried again.
Happy Birthday Dan & Hannah!
Friday, April 13, 2012
Black Forest Cake
I made a Black Forest Cake for my friend's mom's birthday. I used the recipes from my course's recipe file and got the idea for the chocolate trees from here. Next time, I'll remember to turn the trees around before sticking them on there.
Happy Birthday Darlene!
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Carrot Cake
Happy Easter!
This year, instead of a big Easter dinner, my family and I had Easter brunch with James and a few of our neighbours. This carrot cake is the result of my desire to contribute to our meal, a sudden realization that I have less than a month until my raw commitment commences, and an abundance of dehydrated almond pulp left over from making almond milk.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Raw Corn Chips
Last summer I worked for a local farmer, whose primary crop was sweet corn. Wonder of wonders, the farmer gave me and the other employees permission to bring home any unsold vegetables and as much corn as our families wanted, which, for us (dad), was a lot.
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