December 16, 2004

I know you're not playing around

Oh man, i've got the baking disease, and I've got it bad. Last night I made 2 dozen chocolate chip cookies and 2 apple bread loaves before I changed out of my work clothes. The night before that I made my first Flan ever. (CUSTARD RULES! WHOO!) There was a water bath and some mismelted sugar and I had to wash every single dish towell we own afterwards but I MADE A FREAKING FLAN. Do you people understand!? EFF EL AY EN Flan!
The night before that I used a recipe my mother had sent me for zucchini bread. There was a list of ingredients at the top and then the directions. There were more ingredients in the directions than in the list. Amounts of such things as oh, I dunno, Flour? Sugar? No mention. I faked it and kind of fucked it, but we ended up with delicious zucc cake instead.

What does it all mean? Obviously my body is actually the secret hideout of the keebler elves, and I must bake flour and sugar based sweets in order to keep them from gutting me from within with their pastry knives.

Posted by Sonya at December 16, 2004 12:32 PM
Comments

Mastering flan puts you one step closer to that ne plus ultra of custard desserts, creme brulee.

Really, all you need now is a blow torch and you're pretty much there.

Posted by: KING COMTE I at December 16, 2004 04:35 PM

Sorry Sonya, private joke to Comte: "Creme Brulee??! They have Creme Brulee here????!!!"

Posted by: srae at December 16, 2004 10:10 PM

"It never occurred to me that you might believe me. Creme Brulee? In this place."

Bach atcha, srae. Hee, hee!

Posted by: KING COMTE I at December 16, 2004 11:08 PM

FLAN?!? Flan, indeed. I bow down to your mad flan skilz.

Posted by: Raej at December 16, 2004 11:28 PM

Obviously my body is actually the secret hideout of the keebler elves,

Is that what those bumps on women's chests are? Little elf hideouts?

I've often speculated about the apparent correlation between larger bumps and a greater proclivity for baking. Now I know: more elves.

Mystery solved.

Posted by: Joshua at December 17, 2004 10:17 AM

hey...just out of curiosity...what kind of music do you listen to when you bake? I'm trying to picture the setting here. I mean...is it lounge singer "rat pack" types, maybe death metal, robotrash electronica, Menudo? I must know

Posted by: Shawn at December 17, 2004 01:38 PM

I move for the universal adoption of "elf hideouts" as acceptable vernacular, with the possible addition of the related eupehmism "elfin magic."

Posted by: flamingbanjo at December 17, 2004 03:55 PM

Hey, I just bought a couple "elf hammocks" at the Kmart lingerie dept. the other day!

Posted by: srae at December 17, 2004 04:25 PM

Clearly, you must keep baking wonderful treats, if those internal elves will wreak such havoc on your body if you don't. And, hey... if that's overreacting a bit, I won't complain if you won't.

Posted by: The Green Man at December 18, 2004 02:06 AM

So... is there any of this flan left? I would LOVE to try some. Being a fan of flan and all. Or would it be possible to commision a flan for the near future... how about the barter system? A big box of Pop Tarts for a flan? :D

Posted by: Kabookie at December 19, 2004 11:54 AM

I just spent the afternoon on my own cookie making bender, and I think I've figured out why people who get depressed during these dark winter months bake so much at this time of year -- it's the sugar, pure and simple. Lots and lots of semi-sweet chocolate, coconut, honey, cocoa, granulated and powdered sugar. It's in everything! (along with butter and flour of course)

So, aparently, all the SAD people are self-medicating on sucrose to give themselves a little "lift", if'n ya' knows what I means.

Posted by: KING COMTE I at December 22, 2004 05:51 PM