Blue Birthday Roses

My bestie of many years, Miss Sassy, celebrated birthday number thirty one yesterday. As always, she and her fiance Comic Book Fan put on a great party. He grilled up half a salmon, she roasted potatoes, and a good time was had by all. There may or may not have been a best of the…

The Cake Marathon

A lovely friend I met as a kid at 4-H camp got married yesterday. Her husband is also 4-H alumni, and, having known him at least as long as I’ve known her, I can honestly say they have been meant for one another since we were all kids. I’ve never seen two people look as…

Green Outside, Red Inside

Growing up, I always had homemade birthday cakes made my momma, often with assistance from my dad. Seeing my momma work her piping bag to create all kinds of schmancy cakes for our birthdays influenced me to learn the art young, and I’ve been building pretty pastries since junior high school. I picked up the…

A New Kind of Cake

As you know, my best friend Miss Sassy recently bought a house in Edmonton with her boyfriend, Comic Book Fan. Never mind that they purchased a place on the other end of the city from me, the trip takes less than a fifth of what it did to see her when she lived in Calgary….

The Case of the Missing Muffins

Today is not an ideal day for baked goods in the dollhouse. While cooking four things at once (spaghetti sauce, papardelle for that sauce, yummy chicken, and cinnamon buns) I somehow forgot to sprinkle the dough for my rolls with cinnamon before rolling them up. This in itself could have been turned around by simply…

New Knee Ninjabread Men

Last Christmas, The Electrician’s folks gave me these cookie cutters. I did a happy dance when I unwrapped them, because I had my eye on them for quite some time. Can we take a moment to appreciate the “ninjabread men” pun? Freaking brilliant! Anyhoo, I haven’t been baking much lately, because my school schedule and…

I’m So Stinkin’ Domestic

It’s Saturday night, and I feel like a 50’s housewife. Wait. If I were a 50’s housewife, I’d be sipping a gin and tonic and wearing a frilly apron. Chances are I’d also have a pair of patent leather pumps on while I clacked around the kitchen in my A-line skirt. Scratch that. I’m wearing…

When Cupcakes Are Depressing

I’m going to a surprise party tomorrow. I won’t say more than that at this point, in the off, off, off chance the guest of honour reads my blog between now and then and puts it all together. For this unexpected soiree, I offered to bring cupcakes, since they’re relatively simple and I knew transporting…

A Blue Birthday

Since the first time I met them, The Electrician’s family has welcomed me to all kinds of dinners and celebrations. I can’t tell you how much it means to me to be included in the big events and the teeny-weeny events, and to be treated like one of the group; it’s a totally new experience…

Kitchen Fun: Pupcakes!

This is the treat I made for Sherman’s birthday. I decided to make him a cake because a first birthday should not go by uncelebrated, and I thought my spotted stink machine needed something extra special to mark the occasion. That said, I was not willing to give him “people” food or anything that is…

Kitchen Fun: Baked Yums

As a kid, I hated yams. I also hated sweet potatoes. They’re not the same thing. I can say that with confidence as a former grocery store cashier. At “my” Save-on-Foods, the yams were orange and the sweet potatoes were yellow. This is the dish that got even The Electrician, who truly hates yams, to…

What the Heck Am I Doing?

It’s funny how many culinary traditionalists cringe at the way I do things in my kitchen. I don’t measure. I rarely use recipes. And you know what? My food turns out wonderfully. When I want to create a dish, I think about the basic flavours I want to feature. I also look in my fridge…