A few months ago, I decided to make a blog change. I believe that when I write what I know, my writing flourishes, and right now what I know the most is about being a new mommy.
Come check out my new blog here, and thanks so much by stopping by!
Vanessa
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Chocolate Chip Cookie Love
Happy Chocolate Chip Cookie Day!
The timeless and decadent Chocolate Chip Cookie has been honoured with its very own celebratory day and today just so happens to be that day.
Who knew?
When I found this out via the lovely Regina Global News ladies this morning I vowed to make my own batch and squeezed some time to do just that this afternoon. Any excuse to indulge in copious amounts ofraw cookie dough cookies and you can count me in.
I don't have a 'go-to' chocolate chip cookie recipe and wanted to keep it simple, so I stuck with a classic recipe from an old community cookbook I had lying around. My hubs was thrilled that I chose to stick to a 'normal' chocolate chip cookie recipe and that I did not put anything "weird" (read: oatmeal, whole wheat flour, dark chocolate) in them.
Here's the recipe I used, I think it's pretty foolproof unless you try multi-tasking and burn one batch, which I somehow managed to do. Big surprise.
1/2 C margarine 1/2 tsp salt
1/2 C sugar 1 tsp baking soda
1/2 C brown sugar 1 1/4 C flour
1 egg\1/2 tsp vanilla 3/4 C chocolate cookies (I used 1 C because...c'mon)
Cream margarine. Add sugar. Add egg and beat into mixture. Add other ingredients and mix well. Drop by spoon. Bake at 325 degrees for 8-10 minutes.
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Courtesy of some of my favourite blogs, here are some other chocolate chip cookie recipes for those of you who may be gluten-free/dairy-free/vegan/adventurous/addicted to chocolate or for those of you who may not....have a husband who is a picky eater.
Oh She Glows: Crispy Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies (Vegan & Gluten-Free)
Everyday Foodie: Levain-Like Double Chocolate Chip Cookies
Skinny Taste: Chewy Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Breakfast Cookies
Eat, Live, Run: Avocado Chocolate Chip Cookies
Eat Yourself Skinny: Skinny Chocolate Chip Cookies
The Pioneer Woman: Chocolate Chocolate White Chocolate Chip Cookies
And when in doubt there are always these:
Happy Chocolate Chip Cookie Day to all and to all a good night.
ADELLE
The timeless and decadent Chocolate Chip Cookie has been honoured with its very own celebratory day and today just so happens to be that day.
Who knew?
When I found this out via the lovely Regina Global News ladies this morning I vowed to make my own batch and squeezed some time to do just that this afternoon. Any excuse to indulge in copious amounts of
I don't have a 'go-to' chocolate chip cookie recipe and wanted to keep it simple, so I stuck with a classic recipe from an old community cookbook I had lying around. My hubs was thrilled that I chose to stick to a 'normal' chocolate chip cookie recipe and that I did not put anything "weird" (read: oatmeal, whole wheat flour, dark chocolate) in them.
Here's the recipe I used, I think it's pretty foolproof unless you try multi-tasking and burn one batch, which I somehow managed to do. Big surprise.
1/2 C margarine 1/2 tsp salt
1/2 C sugar 1 tsp baking soda
1/2 C brown sugar 1 1/4 C flour
1 egg\1/2 tsp vanilla 3/4 C chocolate cookies (I used 1 C because...c'mon)
Cream margarine. Add sugar. Add egg and beat into mixture. Add other ingredients and mix well. Drop by spoon. Bake at 325 degrees for 8-10 minutes.
Blog Love
Courtesy of some of my favourite blogs, here are some other chocolate chip cookie recipes for those of you who may be gluten-free/dairy-free/vegan/adventurous/addicted to chocolate or for those of you who may not....have a husband who is a picky eater.
Oh She Glows: Crispy Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies (Vegan & Gluten-Free)
Everyday Foodie: Levain-Like Double Chocolate Chip Cookies
Skinny Taste: Chewy Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Breakfast Cookies
Eat, Live, Run: Avocado Chocolate Chip Cookies
Eat Yourself Skinny: Skinny Chocolate Chip Cookies
The Pioneer Woman: Chocolate Chocolate White Chocolate Chip Cookies
And when in doubt there are always these:
Photo Courtesy www.canadiansnackattack.com
ADELLE
Monday, May 12, 2014
THE NEW MOM CHRONICLES: My First Mother's Day - Tale of an Epic Pinterest Fail?
Yesterday marked a special milestone in my life...it was my very first Mother's Day! It was also the hub's mom and my mom's first Mother's Days as Grammas, and as such I wanted their gifts this year to be unique, memorable, and meaningful. I decided to turn to the internet for ideas that fit that list of gift descriptors. Stumbling upon a few Google Images, I started wondering if a craft may be an appropriate gift.
Nothing good in my life has ever come from me uttering the words "I think I'm going to make a craft today"; yet, when perusing a certain inspirational DIY site (I'm looking at you, Pinterest), I found a craft that fit the exact "unique, memorable, and meaningful" requirements I was looking for in a Mother's Day gift. Pinterest filled me with the confidence that, armed with the right tools, I could make a really fabulous gift for the Grammas for Mother's Day.
I could picture their excitement and surprise in my mind....a few single tears would be shed during the unveiling of this memorable homemade gift from their first grandchild. Meaningful looks would be cast in my direction, conveying both appreciation and wonder at how I had the time to make such a perfect gift. My heart would swell with pride knowing I was becoming one of "those" moms who make perfect handmade gifts, cook clean organic meals, and can recite lines from the latest trending parenting books while wearing three inch heels and a full face of makeup.
I was sold. This was the perfect Mother's Day gift. I purchased the materials I needed and smiled smugly to myself about what a wonderful idea this was, how well it was going to turn out, and how happy the Grammas would be.
The day came to make my craft and I informed my hubs of my brilliant idea. He chuckled a bit, leaving his opinions and doubts to himself, and ultimately humoured me and offered to help. Our table was littered with canvas, paints, brushes, paper towels and wash clothes (just in case). I was ready. I was about to become one of "those" moms, following in the footsteps of Martha Stewart and Gwenyth Paltrow.
In the story I originally told myself, the next half hour would be filled with my hubs, my baby girl, and myself easily and quickly making our canvases complete with our daughter's hand and footprints in pink and yellow paint, surrounded by heartfelt messages of love to the Grammas.
In reality, the footprints on the canvases were drowning in two inches of excess pink paint, our daughter refused to open her hand after the paint was on it which resulted in a big yellow blob resembling absolutely nothing, and all three of us were covered in various shades of pink and yellow. To make matters worse, when all was said and done my hubs asked "You made sure this paint was safe for babies right?"
...
No.
In fact, that had not even occurred to me. It probably would have occurred to one of "those" make-up and high heel-wearing, perfect craft-making, organic food-cooking and well-read moms...but not to me. I was too busy covering my daughter with cheap dollar store paint toxins and wondering if "those" moms are just an urban legend. Off we ran to run a tub and get the paint off of our baby girl. In another unfortunate turn of events, the paint stained us, our baby girl, and our bathtub, garnering a few eye rolls from my hubs whose exasperated look read "this was your idea!"
When all was said and done, I doctored the canvases in an attempt to make them look less like blobs of nothing, and turned them into something resembling a craft that came out of a preschool classroom. That may be giving them too much credit though. Once we got past the toxic paint (which was just water-based acrylic in the end), the stains, and the utter chaos, we laughed. We laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks and I had to run to the bathroom to avoid another kind of new mom mishap. As frustrating and disappointing as making the craft was, and despite the fact that the craft will likely not last long in the homes of the Grammas (though the Grammas are pretty sentimental), the memories of the three of us making the craft together as a family for our first Mother's Day together will truly last a lifetime. So, whereas some may think of this tale as an epic Pinterest fail, I see it as a success in so many ways.
Happy Mother's Day to all the beautiful mothers out there....even if you are one of "those" ones.
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ADELLE
When all was said and done, I doctored the canvases in an attempt to make them look less like blobs of nothing, and turned them into something resembling a craft that came out of a preschool classroom. That may be giving them too much credit though. Once we got past the toxic paint (which was just water-based acrylic in the end), the stains, and the utter chaos, we laughed. We laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks and I had to run to the bathroom to avoid another kind of new mom mishap. As frustrating and disappointing as making the craft was, and despite the fact that the craft will likely not last long in the homes of the Grammas (though the Grammas are pretty sentimental), the memories of the three of us making the craft together as a family for our first Mother's Day together will truly last a lifetime. So, whereas some may think of this tale as an epic Pinterest fail, I see it as a success in so many ways.
Happy Mother's Day to all the beautiful mothers out there....even if you are one of "those" ones.
"The Inspiration"
"The Blob of Nothing"
"The Doctored Canvas"
ADELLE
Friday, May 2, 2014
I Need a Drink
I need a drink.
Not in an I'm-so-stressed-that-a-drink-is-the-only-thing-that-will-calm-me way.
Not in an it's-a-big-occasion-thus-I-need-to-pop-some-bubbly-way.
Definitely not in an it's-the-weekend-and-time-to-party-and-hit-the-bar way. My bar star fell out of the sky a long time ago.
I need a drink...with no alcohol...that is fun and can get me through the summer. Having not had a drink in over a year due to pregnancy and now breast feeding, I find myself approaching another patio season which will be predominantly dry, and I'm bored with the drinks in my fridge. Bored senseless.
Yesterday, in a desperate attempt to make a "fun" non-alcoholic drink, I combined apple juice and Perrier water and put it in a wine glass. It was not that good; however, I believe it was the best of what my fridge had to offer considering the other options were milk, water, Sunny D and prune juice. Oh, and breast milk.
So apple juice and Perrier it was, and when poured into a wine glass it vaguely resembled Chardonnay. It's all psychological anyways right? Right?
I realize there are umpteen million recipes for non-alcoholic drinks at my Google-ready fingertips, but I would rather hear what people I know and love consume when they need to satiate their thirst while remaining sober.
So please, I beg you, save me from making a prune juice cocktail tonight and send me your favourite mocktails.
Cheers to another patio season!
ADELLE
Monday, April 28, 2014
Therapeutic Baking
Almost four months ago, our family lost a very special member. My Gramma. Now, the funeral is over, our family has all gone home, and life is seemingly back to normal. That is, some kind of" new normal".
For the past three months, I have been flooded with memories of my Gramma, particularly around Easter, on a perfect spring day, or on this her birthday. I wrote about a lot of the memories I held of Gramma in a tribute to her, but once time had passed I felt that I needed to express my grief in a different way. Thus, shortly after her funeral, I turned to the kitchen.
My Gramma was great in the kitchen. Her cooking was the epitome of comfort food, and many of her baked goods and meals were staples...traditions....for her to bring for holidays. Stuffing and pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving and Christmas, Rice Krispy nests and hot cross buns for Easter, brownies for birthdays (ok just my birthday as I often requested them...I'm a bit spoiled). None of these delicious eats compared to Gramma's buns.
For my wedding shower, I was given a book of recipes from everyone who attended, and one of the recipes was for my Gramma's buns. My favourite. They are tiny balls of lighter-than-air butter-topped perfection. On the day I decided to turn to the kitchen to think about Gramma, I decided to attempt to make her infamous buns.
The Recipe
5 cups water 1 large yeast
1 1/3 cups lard 1 tsp. sugar
3 Tbsp. salt 1 cup lukewarm water
1 cup suger - set 5 min
- warm these together
Fill large bowl 1/2 full of flour, add above "just warmed" ingredients along with yeast mixture. Stir hard until smooth then add flour till too stiff to stir. Put out on flour covered cupboard and knead until not too sticky. Put in greased bowl in warm place to rise to double in bulk, knead down and let rise again and roll out. Cut in small pieces to roll into buns. Keep hands greased
Bake 25 mins @ 375 or until brown.
This seemed to be much more complex than I originally planned. Please bear in mind that I have NEVER made buns before.
I would love to tell you that they turned out perfectly and I channeled my Gramma's spirit to the point of becoming a baking goddess. This is far FAR from what happened.
They looked good enough; however, the recipe was vague about a few ingredients so I decided to 'wing' those. Then, I over-kneaded and possibly put in the wrong type of yeast, yielding the heaviest, doughy-est (is that a word?) buns I have ever tasted. Instead of lighter-than-air they each weighed the equivalent of my newborn baby.
How I wished I had made these buns when Gramma was around to call. Despite the utter failure of my baking attempt, the smell of the buns baking in the house reminded me of Gramma and flooded me with memories of her baking in her kitchen while my brother and I sat eagerly awaiting for them at the table. It was worth the 6 lb buns and the entire afternoon of attempting to bake them in order to have that moment with Gramma.
I plan on attempting them again soon.
We miss you Gramma. Happy Birthday.
XOXO
ADELLE
For the past three months, I have been flooded with memories of my Gramma, particularly around Easter, on a perfect spring day, or on this her birthday. I wrote about a lot of the memories I held of Gramma in a tribute to her, but once time had passed I felt that I needed to express my grief in a different way. Thus, shortly after her funeral, I turned to the kitchen.
My Gramma was great in the kitchen. Her cooking was the epitome of comfort food, and many of her baked goods and meals were staples...traditions....for her to bring for holidays. Stuffing and pumpkin pie at Thanksgiving and Christmas, Rice Krispy nests and hot cross buns for Easter, brownies for birthdays (ok just my birthday as I often requested them...I'm a bit spoiled). None of these delicious eats compared to Gramma's buns.
For my wedding shower, I was given a book of recipes from everyone who attended, and one of the recipes was for my Gramma's buns. My favourite. They are tiny balls of lighter-than-air butter-topped perfection. On the day I decided to turn to the kitchen to think about Gramma, I decided to attempt to make her infamous buns.
The Recipe
5 cups water 1 large yeast
1 1/3 cups lard 1 tsp. sugar
3 Tbsp. salt 1 cup lukewarm water
1 cup suger - set 5 min
- warm these together
Fill large bowl 1/2 full of flour, add above "just warmed" ingredients along with yeast mixture. Stir hard until smooth then add flour till too stiff to stir. Put out on flour covered cupboard and knead until not too sticky. Put in greased bowl in warm place to rise to double in bulk, knead down and let rise again and roll out. Cut in small pieces to roll into buns. Keep hands greased
Bake 25 mins @ 375 or until brown.
This seemed to be much more complex than I originally planned. Please bear in mind that I have NEVER made buns before.
I would love to tell you that they turned out perfectly and I channeled my Gramma's spirit to the point of becoming a baking goddess. This is far FAR from what happened.
They looked good enough; however, the recipe was vague about a few ingredients so I decided to 'wing' those. Then, I over-kneaded and possibly put in the wrong type of yeast, yielding the heaviest, doughy-est (is that a word?) buns I have ever tasted. Instead of lighter-than-air they each weighed the equivalent of my newborn baby.
How I wished I had made these buns when Gramma was around to call. Despite the utter failure of my baking attempt, the smell of the buns baking in the house reminded me of Gramma and flooded me with memories of her baking in her kitchen while my brother and I sat eagerly awaiting for them at the table. It was worth the 6 lb buns and the entire afternoon of attempting to bake them in order to have that moment with Gramma.
I plan on attempting them again soon.
We miss you Gramma. Happy Birthday.
XOXO
ADELLE
Monday, February 24, 2014
The Snoozer Bowl
It's been a difficult past few weeks in my personal life, so to cope I'm turning to blogging and writing about something completely unrelated to anything personal.
So here it goes....a very tardy and probably irrelevant blog post on....TheSnoozer Bowl Super Bowl.
Almost a month ago, over 100 million viewers tuned in to watch Super Bowl XLVIII where Seattle annihilated Denver 43-8.
In years past, I have tuned in to the Super Bowl with the purpose of watching the few commercials we get in Canada related to the Super Bowl, and more importantly the half time show. This year was no exception. Perhaps the only difference is that the Super Bowl was such a blow out that other viewers who initially tuned in to watch the game joined me in finding the half time show far more entertaining. In fact, some viewers found the Super Bowl so uneventful that they dubbed it "The Snoozer Bowl" and the hashtag #snoozerbowl was born.
In past years, I have gone all out with food for the Super Bowl. See here and here for previous Super Bowl posts. This year, everything we ate came from a box or a plastic container. I didn't make a gosh darn thing. Shame on me.
Our menu consisted of the following:
Honey Garlic Wings
7 layer dip & chips
Garlic Cheese Dip & crackers
Mediterranean hummus & veggies
Peanut M & Ms for dessert
Not that exciting. Still delicious.
Similar to other years, my favourite part of the Super Bowl was the half time show. Here it is if you missed it. I had my doubts that anything could top Beyoncé's performance last year, but Bruno Mars put on a great show (not Beyoncé caliber, but entertaining nonetheless). Who knew he could dance and drum like that??!! The Red Hot Chili Peppers rocked as per always...they are one of our favourite bands and never disappoint. Both the half time show, specifically Bruno Mars' performance, and the dismal performance of the Broncos birthed internet memes that can be found here. I picked out my favourites, but due to technical difficulties I am not able to post any blog pics. Ahh internet. How I loathe you sometimes.
The Super Bowl commercials were equally entertaining and though most didn't air in Canada, a quick Google search will lead you to them.
My favourites were the Full House reunion, the Seinfeld reunion, and the Budweiser commercials. They played well to my nostalgia.
I can't wait to see who makes into next year's Super Bowl, and who plays the half time show. Hopefully next year's eats will be slightly more scrumptious.
ADELLE
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So here it goes....a very tardy and probably irrelevant blog post on....The
Almost a month ago, over 100 million viewers tuned in to watch Super Bowl XLVIII where Seattle annihilated Denver 43-8.
In years past, I have tuned in to the Super Bowl with the purpose of watching the few commercials we get in Canada related to the Super Bowl, and more importantly the half time show. This year was no exception. Perhaps the only difference is that the Super Bowl was such a blow out that other viewers who initially tuned in to watch the game joined me in finding the half time show far more entertaining. In fact, some viewers found the Super Bowl so uneventful that they dubbed it "The Snoozer Bowl" and the hashtag #snoozerbowl was born.
In past years, I have gone all out with food for the Super Bowl. See here and here for previous Super Bowl posts. This year, everything we ate came from a box or a plastic container. I didn't make a gosh darn thing. Shame on me.
Our menu consisted of the following:
Honey Garlic Wings
7 layer dip & chips
Garlic Cheese Dip & crackers
Mediterranean hummus & veggies
Peanut M & Ms for dessert
Not that exciting. Still delicious.
Similar to other years, my favourite part of the Super Bowl was the half time show. Here it is if you missed it. I had my doubts that anything could top Beyoncé's performance last year, but Bruno Mars put on a great show (not Beyoncé caliber, but entertaining nonetheless). Who knew he could dance and drum like that??!! The Red Hot Chili Peppers rocked as per always...they are one of our favourite bands and never disappoint. Both the half time show, specifically Bruno Mars' performance, and the dismal performance of the Broncos birthed internet memes that can be found here. I picked out my favourites, but due to technical difficulties I am not able to post any blog pics. Ahh internet. How I loathe you sometimes.
The Super Bowl commercials were equally entertaining and though most didn't air in Canada, a quick Google search will lead you to them.
My favourites were the Full House reunion, the Seinfeld reunion, and the Budweiser commercials. They played well to my nostalgia.
I can't wait to see who makes into next year's Super Bowl, and who plays the half time show. Hopefully next year's eats will be slightly more scrumptious.
ADELLE
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