2 years ago
27.9.10
25.9.10
12.9.10
Zucchini!
I've been wanting to make zucchini bread for a while now. The handful of times that I've had it from various people, I've really liked it. I thought yesterday was a good time to try it out.
So I go to the grocery store but I don't know how much zucchini I'll need.. so I just buy three. Better safe then sorry, right? I then find a recipe and it only call for 1 cup (aka half a zucchini).. leaving me with a lot of extra. What to do?!
Next logical step: go crazy and bake up all kinds of zucchini filled treats!
Long story short, on my first project (chocolate zucchini brownies) I horribly mix up my two bowls of grated zucchini and end up adding a lot more then the recipe calls for (a lot).
Result: picture having a tiny bite of brownie in your mouth (and a soggy one at that) and then taking a bite out of a zucchini. DISASTER.
Feeling slightly less confident but very much more determined, I find a recipe for chocolate zucchini muffins.
Result: meh. I am not very impressed.
To be honest, I think the whole chocolate/zucchini mix wasn't the best idea.
Now I'm sort of glad that I've left the most delicious sounding one for last: (low fat) Lemon Glazed Zucchini Quick Bread.
Here it is, all lemony-iced and beautiful:
Result: YUMM.
Was that boring? Maybe you're just jealous that I have cake and you don't.
..maybe not.
This blog is really funny
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com
Was that boring? Maybe you're just jealous that I have cake and you don't.
..maybe not.
This blog is really funny
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com
7.9.10
HOPE
I shall wear laughter on my lips
Though in my heart is pain--
God's sun is always brightest after rain.
I shall go singing down my little way
Though in my breast the dull ache grows--
The song birds come again after the snows.
I shall walk eager still for what Life holds
Although it seems the hard road will not end--
One never knows the beauty round the bend!
-Anna Blake Mezquida
I shall wear laughter on my lips
Though in my heart is pain--
God's sun is always brightest after rain.
I shall go singing down my little way
Though in my breast the dull ache grows--
The song birds come again after the snows.
I shall walk eager still for what Life holds
Although it seems the hard road will not end--
One never knows the beauty round the bend!
-Anna Blake Mezquida
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