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| From Desktop |
As I sit here at the computer typing this month’s Daring Baker’s post, my ice cream cakes have not yet been assembled, and my ice cream maker has just finished churning out a batch of lemon ice cream. I’ve had 2 failed attempts at making a swiss roll, and used up the last bit of parchment paper, which I realize I badly need. I’m running late this July.
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| From Adriana Baking |
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| From 2010-07 |
I waited eagerly for the 4th batch of chocolate chip cookies to bake, not daring to look into the oven window to make sure they were developing the faint cracks that were a hallmark of that particular recipe. When the timer went off a few minutes later and I opened the oven door, all hopes of perfecting the recipe were lost. They were still the round balls of dough I had put in the oven 10 minutes earlier, now baked. Puffy, browned, and crackless, the cookies were the ugliest ones I had ever made. I couldn’t understand why they weren’t spreading and cracking like the ones I made a couple of weeks earlier. I had used the same recipe after all. Frustrated, I set them on the wire rack to cool, because their dark butterscotch-y flavor remained unchanged. Read the rest of this entry »
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| From 2010-07-31 |
As I stepped out into the bright afternoon light, I couldn’t help but let a smile slowly spread across my sunburned face. I had been waiting for this as long as I could remember. I wanted to feel the weight of the DSLR camera nestled securely in my hands, waiting to take its first picture. To let my eyelashes brush across the view finder and press down on the shutter-speed button. I wanted to be able to replicate the pictures I saw in my head and be able to share them with you. To try to convey the smells and textures to you, through my camera.
For days my parents deliberated about what kind of camera we would purchase. It had to be a Nikon because my father had some old lenses that would fit the new camera. It couldn’t be too heavy, but it had to be well-built. I secretly told myself that I knew which camera they would choose at the end. It would be the Nikon D90, because it had everything we wanted. And luckily enough, that was the one we got. Read the rest of this entry »
