Ahem. After marking like a beast today (and all days past), I’m feeling rather antisocial, since I have been mentally violated by the types of essays I’ve marked. Nevertheless, tomorrow I’m meeting up with a gaggle of ladies from employment places past and present to have frozen yoghurt on the grass. Since I don’t eat frozen yoghurt, or grass, I figured I should bring my own snacks along to blend in (and share in the case of the first sultry number on my baking list).
That’s right! Chocolate Covered Katie’s deliciously lemon zesty lemon squares NOM NOM! The moment they came out the oven man-thing enquired as to when you could try one, and then later I caught him stuffing a bar into his mouth mumbling that he “didn’t know” it was meant for other people, but just as quickly “how many will you leave for me?” Ai!
The second treat I made for Man-thing and I for during the week is a variation on My Whole Food Life’s baked oatmeal. Alas, I had no pumpkin left in my house after making a sneaky ice-cream project (which turned out to be a delicious flop ;p), so I decided to sub the pumpking puree for tofu, and to add a cup of whole strawberries, which were then finely cut. I left out the honey/agave and rather added 2 or so more splashes of milk (splashes = roughly a TBSP). I also only used 130g oats with 10g oat bran, and 10g digestive bran,
Look at that! All colourful and what not! Each baked oatmeal…muffin thing comes out to about half a medium pan’s pocket, though enough for 12 of them. The dough isn’t really like a dough (should’ve melted the coconut oil first *shameface*) but when squished together by hand or into the muffin pan with the back of the spoon one could see that it would hold rather nicely together. Success!
I took this shot, thinking, ah, time to pack away, and somehow I had a blackout and ended up reawakening with the last of the oatmeal traipsing down my throat. I think my body is trying to sabotage me into eating more of this stuff! Not very sweet, but the blobs of strawberry make it delicious!
Lastly, this is what man-thing did over the weekend when it was so icy outside and we were making soup inside.
I got called downstairs to this, along with a whole long explanation about what condensation is, and how it happens. It being one of the few (if ever!) times someone has done something like this for me, I was so incredibly amused and amazed. I’m not a very affectionate person to the public, and not always enough to man-thing, but he still makes my heart squirm 😀 It’s amazing to think someone else in the world can have all these feelings for you! A seemingly never-ending flow of love and affection… it’s rather startling! I must work on sharing feelings too, but they come across as subtle as an awkward handshake. :p That’s why, in part, I have taken up baking and what not – it’s a good way for me to put time and effort into something hopefully yummy for someone else to show that I care in my own berserk way. Tra la la!