Okay this post is not for the faint of heart. So proceed at your own risk.
Today I came up to visit my folks and Momma and I once again made some Zucchini bread and cake. The response from everybody who had it last time was damn that’s good shit, so we figured why not one more time. This time I did more of the combining the ingredients and I did the grating of the nutmeg and the zesting of the lemon peel. I did a fine job and I didn’t even draw blood, but I’ll be damned if I could remember the name of that little tool. The first time I called it Astro-glide which many might know is lube. Though fun stuff, not usually used in baking. Then astro-plane and I thought what the fuck is wrong with me? Baking is like death, but that’s not right either. So Momma said it’s a Microplane and said, “Micro as in little.” Man did I feel stoopid!
Seven Loaves Of Bread and Cakes Are Baking! YUMMM!
Baking for me is a new Hair Raising experience!