• Adventures in Ratio Baking: When Making Beignets, Flour is Your Best Friend - making beignets from choux pastry to make beignets

    Adventures in Ratio Baking: When Making Beignets, Flour is Your Best Friend

    I’ve always wanted to go to New Orleans, but not for Mardi Gras. When I was a kid, my mom and I used to watch all sorts of shows about haunted places and ghosts. New Orleans came up a lot, so I’ve always wanted to do one of the haunted tours. Oh, yeah, and I want some beignets because they sound really good. Because of the pandemic, traveling to New Orleans is something we’ll do years from now, but I still like to dream. There isn’t much I can do about the ghosts since we don’t live in a haunted building and my imaginary friend (a ghost) apparently decided to…

  • Triple Berry Muffins - a recipe

    Triple Berry Muffins

    Now that Christmas has passed, our local markets seem to think it’s time for summer, and so they stock the produce section with berries. Considering I live in Southern California, warm weather in January is possible (70s and sunny all week!), so I suppose they’re not wrong about summer approaching. Alas, it isn’t quite berry season, which means I’m sorely tempted, but the quality is spotty and the taste is only perfect if you happen to enjoy tart. Yet, I still adore berries. Well, except blueberries. I think those are disgusting, but I’ll happily stock my fridge with all the others. Whenever I see them in the market, I must…

  • The Weekly Question #8

    What is your favorite breakfast? I need breakfast like most people need coffee. I refuse to give it up. After all, breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I simply refuse to function if I don’t have breakfast. It’s been as simple as some crackers while on my way to high school at 6:15 am to the Christmas breakfast my mom used to make of scrambled eggs, ham, sausage, breakfast potatoes, pancakes, and cinnamon rolls. But my favorite is something my mom would make for my dad. A ham and egg sandwich. Black forest ham and a fried egg between two toasted pieces of bread. My husband is…

  • Raven, Chapter 14-b

    Lady Almi glanced between her daughter and her husband. Both were unusually quiet this morning. Tyala, she could understand. They had essentially forbidden their daughter from leaving the manor grounds and had assigned one of the servants to follow her everywhere. She was all but a prisoner in her own home. Her husband, she couldn’t understand. She assumed he had slept as well as she had, but there were dark circles under his eyes and there was a haunted look on his face. It ghosted by every so often, but she had caught it. She dabbed at her lips with the cloth napkin before clearing her throat. “Boys, why don’t…

  • Raven, Chapter 6-a

    Chapter Six When I woke up, I was in some kind of cavern. Only Aven was with me. He asked me why those boys had attacked me and I said it was because I was stealing. He gave me a peculiar look, then said I wasn’t very good at it yet, but he would teach me. -writing on the wall The shriek irritated him, but didn’t interrupt his breakfast. At least not until the downstairs maid rushed into the dining room and skidded to a stop at the side of his chair. He glanced over at her, taking in her heaving breasts as she tried to catch her breath and…