Since moving overseas I have gone through a transformation. Seriously. I am of the generation that does NOT cook. We buy prepacked sauces and foods. Open the package, add liquid, heat...wa-la dinner! Maybe every now and again I would cut some vegetables. That was before we moved overseas. Then all of a sudden I was thrust in to a world where no prepackaged foods were available, just raw ingredients.
I have become what my family calls "Pioneer Woman." I make everything from scratch...and I mean everything. Even our own maple syrup - though I had to order the maple flavoring online when we were in the US. I am still reluctant to call myself a cook as that is a label I have shunned for at least a couple of decades prior to now. Will this transformation continue when it is no longer necessary? That is still to be determined. But for now, this is our life. I will post some of the foods I've made in the coming days, but I wanted to share with you a baking lesson I received from The Intern.
The Intern came over on a Saturday to show me how to make cinnamon rolls. I've always been intimidated by this thing called yeast, so I just stayed away from it. Baking options are pretty limited if one avoids yeast. I had to overcome my fears.
Look at that beautiful blob of dough. I love my carbs, yes, I do. I love my carbs. How about you?
Swirly goodness. I can hardly wait to taste them fresh out of the oven.
Here they are being drizzled with icing. The three of us nearly ate a whole pan in one sitting. I haven't attempted this on my own, yet. When I do, I will let you know how they turned out. For now I just take some from Olivia from time to time.
Gone are the days of popping a can of Pilsbury. Welcome to the renaissance of pioneer living!
Waffles or cinnamon rolls are my favorite Saturday morning treat. What is yours?
Sheri
Yea! I am so glad the yeast is coming in handy :)
ReplyDeleteAwesome...I made some last weekend too! It's a field thing :)
ReplyDeleteAshley, thanks for bringing the yeast with you from the US!
ReplyDeleteLibby, I often wonder if I will go through all this effort when we get home. Maybe, if I formed the habit...maybe? But, convenience often reigns.