So we've touched on my coconuts (wow, that was bad) but lets move on to my best assets (yes, again, bad)... my buns. :) I can't help it. I love getting new readers, so I need to keep F interested. But in all seriousness (if I can even do that), I was in the mood to bake some bread. And I wanted a recipe that didn't use the mixer. See apparently, it has been pointed out to me, that I have weak wrist. And I need strong ones for a better shot. Not really my fault. I'm a girl. And well, we just don't have strong forearms/wrists like guys. I mean, men get to ummm, *build* up their wrist strength on a more consistent basis (depending on their social life, or lack there of). So they have a slight advantage. Or disadvantage depending on your outlook. Anyway, back to the bread. I figured it was best if I, you know, built up my wrist strength in a more appropriate manner. ;) So why not knead bread? Except, hardly anyone does that anymore. While Googling for brioche buns (I was making … [Read more...]
I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts….

As many of you know, I get quite a bit of email from this blog. Some good. Some bad. Some way out there. Some highly amusing. But then I got this one. The one I am deeming better than the Refund Muffin letter. The one that could lead my blog into a whole other direction. :) Dear Peabody, I stumbled across your site while searching for porn. Your site came up under food porn. I thought it would be something else. I read part of your blog and I did like the picture of you in your wedding dress and want to encourage you to have real porn on your blog or you can just send me naked photos. Looking forward to seeing you, all of you. F Dear F, Umm. In my almost 5 years of running this blog this has been my first request to remove my clothing. Thanks??? That being said there are only a few fortunate souls who get to see me naked. #1 Husband (position is filled) #2 Hockey team in locker room. And this is only partial, really I think my swimsuit probably shows … [Read more...]
I don’t give a damn ’bout my bad reputation…
I think Joan Jett said it best. I really don't give a damn 'bout bad reputation. Or my good one for that matter. :) I'm not quite sure when it happens. When you start to care what others think about you. Your youth I guess. Lord knows you obsess over it in junior high and high school. And for some it never seems to go away. My mother is a people pleaser. I used to be one too. Then somewhere along the way something snapped. The realization that I would never be pleasing all of the people all of the time finally sunk in. And so I just moved on. It's very freeing I might add. Though I often get the reputation of being a heartless bitch. Eh. At least I am a bitch who brings you baked goods. ;) One reputation I do have and don't mind having is that Cookie Baker Lynn calls me Queen Caramel, because of well, my love for caramel. And the fact that this blog has a lot of caramel. I should write a whole caramel based cookbook. :) Recently both Cookie Baker Lynn and Elle of Feeding … [Read more...]
If I lived in a perfect world….
So growing up I listened to a lot of punk music (still do). There was a group called Guttermouth that had a song called Perfect World. The song highlights all the things they would want in a perfect world. Got me thinking about all the things I would want in a perfect world. So here they are, in no particular order. *The news would have to stop scaring people with stupid stuff. Telling me at 3pm, “you could you die from eating your dinner tonight. Find out at 11pm.” Find out at 11? If I am really going to die from my dinner, don't you think you should give me a heads up before 11? In fact, go ahead a interrupt Oprah for me. It wont matter if I don't get to find out some of Oprah's favorite things if I can say, prevent myself from killing me and my family. Just saying. *Hockey would be just as popular as Football. In fact, more popular. This would actually help men a lot in certain areas of their life. See, I don't know if you watch the NFL, but there are a large amount of … [Read more...]
