Posted tagged ‘bread’

making panda bread

July 17, 2011

oh, pinterest, why you do me like you do?  one of my online friendies found some “panda bread”  and said “oh suuuure, c’mon, you should make it.”  so i did. 

i got to use that.  a dough hook for my mixer.   or part of my new pirate costume!

behold!  i made dough!

this was my first attempt at dough, i was quite impressed with myself.

i used the recipe i found here (click me!) since there were no pictures on the recipe, i found a youtube video… not in english, but awesome.  if you want to make this, totally search “making panda bread” on the tube.  and feel all smart cuz you figured out something in japanese.  or chinese, or whatever it was…

i feel all cookery and what not when i have flour on my hands.

just like in the video…

roll.

fold.

roll and fold some more.

bake.

i got a little nervous because i didn’t think the dough was rising like it should.  i’m not sure what to do about that, but *angels singing*  ahhhh-ahhhh-AAAAAH!  panda bread:

HOW STINKING CUTE IS THIS?!?!?

and it’s tasty, too.  i might not sleep thinking of the possibilities.  can you imagine ELMO??!?  HELLO KITTY?!? 

OMGGGGG!

 

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2 funny babycakes stories

July 15, 2010

… babycakes… she’s the little one.  and she is very funny.  she’s even funny when she’s not trying to be.  1st story is from earlier this week:

we are playing restaurant/tea party at my mom’s house.  babycakes is the waitress.  she asks my mom what she would like, and my mom orders a lobster roll platter.  a few minutes later, babycakes comes back all flustered and offers grammie the plate of fake food.  “there you go, grammie, there’s your crab bread.”  crab bread… lobster roll… same thing.  almost.  kinda.

today she was rummaging around for a snack in the pantry.  things are kinda slim-pickins, we’re eating a lot of fruit lately.  she found a box of peanut butter cracker packs i’d been planning to bring to work to add to the snackies we keep, but she begged and begged for a little package out of the box.  she sat at the table in the kichen and i had my back to her peeling potatoes.  “mom?” she starts, “i did not like these crackers, so i just ate the corners and saved you the middle.”

she’s a funny one, that babycakes.