Things that turned out more pleasantly than I expected:
- Lincoln, Nebraska
- A night of arias from Handel
- My first semester law school grades
- My second go ’round with childbirth
- Bull Durham
- Last Thanksgiving
- Caramel Crunch Bars
Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t expecting the worst. I really had no preconceived notions about these. They didn’t catch my eye in any of the 20+ times I have flipped through the recipes. That said, they were a pleasant surprise. I only made half the recipe. My hubs’ birthday was last weekend and we gorged on Mexican and cupcakes**. I also skipped the toffee bits thinking maybe Colin would eat them plain (no chance in hell with toffee bits). I was, of course, wrong. I am not sure what was objectionable about them but I fear I will never understand the inner workings of his mind where food is concerned.
I have this nagging feeling that I have made these before but I can’t recall when or why. I may be losing my grip on the inner workings of my brain.
**The cupcake frosting was made with silken tofu but don’t tell Colin. I would have liked to have posted about them but I am getting frustrated with my limited photography options. I couldn’t take any pictures of the bars in progress because Jamie was doing our taxes on the computer. Somehow a (polite) entreaty for photos of uncooked dessert didn’t seem like the best idea.
This is what happens when you leave iPhoto up on your laptop. I came back to find 89 new photos after the crunch bars. All a variation of this:
There are lots of “neat” effects…
Armagnac cake next week. Truthfully, I don’t know what that is. Probably means good ol’ whiskey and raisins for me.