28 February 2011


Bryn's not here tonight and since the line for the dining hall was bumbled and all over the place, I strode through the thick of it and grabbed a burrito and three apples. I know. I didn't even heat the burrito all the way through. BUT I did just eat some really tasty nachos with cholula and tabasco to add to my summery sentiments.

So I'm taking the time to tell you about two things really quick.
1) H Burger in Denver puts liquid nitrogen on their strawberry mint shakes. Milkshakes and mint are my two favorite things right now, so if you're trying to make friends with me, I really need a blender and some mint cooking ideas.

2) Ever wonder why we eat so many of those evol/love burritos? Well, they're made in Boulder!
Have a looksee at their very comprehensive website that lists the source for ALL ingredients.

I'll see you soon with a story about meatloaf.

27 February 2011

That's the Way the Sugar Dries

Chocolate Mint Cupcakes with a Peppermint Frosting
topped with a fresh mint leaf

Like brushing your teeth with a cupcake.....


Procrastination with a Side of Orzo

Cute picture right? Bryn couldn't resist such a photogenic moment. I know. I'm happy that the first picture of a face on this blog is that one. It says "I just had an idea but I forgot it." I call it Magnum.

We finally figured out what orzo is last night; it's Italian rice that you can combine with anything. Like oatmeal or... normal rice... it's all full of soluble fiber that sticks together when you add water and heat. Result? Soft long grains that go well with just about anything. We raided the C4C for peppers, artichoke hearts, olives, garbanzo beans, feta cheese, spinach, and garlic.

Lucky for us, the peppers et. al from the antipasto station were already shimmery with olive (?) oil, so we didn't even have to use any from our precious stash/investment to heat up the perishable goods.

I'm on my own for dinner tonight, because Bryn is going home to the dentist. I probably won't eat. Just kidding... I'll finish the cupcakes.

That's a lie too. I have 2 to give away to deserving people.


Actually, nahh. We don't really like pancakes.

Because crepes can be eaten for breakfast. Or lunch. Or dessert....or a combination of the three.

After 11,400 meters on the track we decided we earned two lunch crepes and a dessert crepe.

Faulkner is really pushing me to put this video on our blog but I refuse to advocate it on here but I'll give you the link because I'm a giver.

These were the extras that turned into lunch's dessert with just some sugar and butter.....how European of us. Well actually I added applesauce to mine. Probably not so European.

These were the real superstars of the day. These turned my sandwich-cart frown upside down! Ham-cheese-apple-cheddar cheese crepes. AND they're WHOLE wheat! How nutritional. To any skeptics: No, this cannot be done in a dining hall.

They complement an old episode of 30 Rock...
"Lemon, the grown-up dating world is like your haircut. Sometimes, awkward triangles occur."


26 February 2011

Twenty Five Pounds is a lot of Granola

I stumbled upon the recipe for these beauties on a nice little site called Whipped.

And with the instigation of the "No Homework on a Saturday" law, turning on this charming melody David showed me and baking a tower of unconventionally thin cookies is the best way to run out the clock.

Twenty five pounds really is a lot of granola. That's like a small child or, I don't know, a twenty five pound disc weight for the bench press. Lucky for us, Eric can't eat that many oats and he hands the leftovers down to us! All the other ingredients were in our bookcase of pantry staples except the raisins/cranberries which we robbed from the oatmeal station in the dining hall. So while Faulkner pizza-ed, I got the cookie dough together but needed a helping hand for butter whisking part since I have zero upper body strength.

Then I spilt the giant container of granola but it's hard to get upset with that mbira playing. Plus it didn't even make a dent in our granola reserve. So I used Paul, the vacuum, (yes, they give the vacuums names here in Boulder.....equality dude....) to clean the place up and got back to the baking. I made too much dough....like three batches too many but who can complain about extra cookies?

Well, maybe our triathlon coach....with all this baking we might be fattening ourselves up and our innocent teammates too....and it's getting dangerously close to regionals. Next time we'll use the oats to make cookies with protein powder in a rectangular shape, cough cough, I mean "homemade protein bars."


Beachy Keen

I want summer. Right now. As super as it is to switch between running in spandex and shorts, I'm ready for tank topping it to Ben & Jerry's to hang out with Jesse and Kyle and Krista, eat some Coconut 7 Layer Bar samples, and kickin it at Oakledge with Xavier and Ana. I could also handle a sunset or playing with drift wood and jumping off the shack in the middle of the lake.

BUT it's February and there's snow on the ground. So we made a couple pizzas to improve our sourly mood. They more contributed to it because the dough wouldn't rise and I ate all the ingredients we didn't use so we weren't even hungry when they came out, but the taste was worth it.

We picked up a ball of dough (19 oz) from Sunflower Market and pulled it apart to increase surface area, leaving it in the open oven for a while at low heat. It's a good way to make the kitchen with it's broken window a little less frosty. And kill off polar bears.

The beauty that you saw first is a pineapple mint creation. I believe I copped this idea from an awesome hut in Crested Butte called The Secret Stash that I'm dying to bring friends to. We sliced up all the white deli cheeses from the C4C over some olive oil (we splurged) and added some super thinly sliced pineapple and ripped up mint leaves. If we had thought, we would have added some sea salt. Make this one and knock em out.

This other pizza was the result of me being kind of frustrated and dumping on the ingredients I didn't eat: tomato paste mixed with olive oil, mushrooms, spinach, pepperoni, lots of cheese, and three beautifully placed tomatoes.
As we learned from our new cooking friend Alec, you know that the toppings are done when the cheese starts to slightly brown. As our new friend Alec learned from us, you can cook pizza in a pan.
Bryn's going to tell you about our pretty cookies after our run. Until then... kbye.

25 February 2011


Can you say classy?!
Good, because it's my new favorite word.

Bryn found this recipe at a New York based blog when I think I said something about needing to incorporate more dorm food ingredients into our cooking. So she typed in apple sauce and a pyramid of single serving containers later, we created this!

We followed the recipe almost exactly, but substituted almonds for walnuts since walnuts cost eight cussing dollars a nut...and omitted ginger and cloves because we live in a dorm where the most exciting spice is pepper or soy sauce. Or Italian seasoning. We substituted these elusive garnishes for a dash of garam masala. It adds complexity to our homey cake, and it's fun to say.

A word on roasting almonds:

It's a really good way to cover up the smell of everything that people leave on the burner. You mash them up in a plastic bag with a glass soy sauce bottle while the RA is trying to study and put them in a pan on medium heat. No butter or oil needed for once. Crazy right? Of course, it wouldn't be dormet without added something so I added some brown sugar and honey. Just a little. You have to move the almonds constantly, because they burn really easily. Take them off right when they start to turn really brown. They should taste especially nutty, smell like cookies, and the little pieces should be slightly burnt.

You'll know if they smell like cookies if two guys walk down the hall yelling "COOKIE POLICE" and pass you awkwardly as they realize there is no cookie to procure.

We're bringing this beauty to our team potluck tonight, where we'll get the final review.
I'll let you know the consensus because I have to be back early for a skype date with Krista!

Fiona Apple like applesauce, get it? Got it? Good.

23 February 2011

Dormét Does Microwave Popcorn

Yes, it is ticking towards eleven o'clock at night. Yes, I have swim practice at 6:30 in the morning. But the caffeine is currently winning the battle against Melatonin in my body right now so I may as well enlighten you on how we dormet-ized microwavable popcorn, right? Right.

A little background: Our dorm has five levels and two wings.....so, if I did my calculations correct that makes the chances of smelling microwaved popcorn at any given time, um, 100%. Now we're not galloping on our high horses BUT we are Self-Declared Junior Foodies (the business cards are on the way) so we're not just going to get our hands greasy and our fingernails yellow for any bag of popcorn. Hang on to your hats, this is a good one.

To start the mini-extravaganza (oxymoron?), Faulkner microwaved the popcorn in her room because the tray in mine doesn't rotate which results in burnt popcorn every time, guaranteed. "Not ideal" as Faulkner would say. During those, what, three minutes I got some of her buy-one-get-one-free caramel on the burner, with some butter (duh) and cinnamon (yum) and vanilla extract (double yum) and melted it into a molten goodness right as Faulkner returned with the college carbohydrate staple in a paper bag....aka popcorn. Then we carefully stirred the two together, threw in some of my refrigerated aging almonds (protein!) and ate a decent quarter of it before we stuck it in the fridge for cooling. It's that easy.

There you have it folks, a spruced up microwave popcorn!

Melatonin is making its comeback, think I'll call it a night.
Sweet dreams, don't let the bed bugs bite.

Can You Say Clumsy?

I bet I can say it faster. I dropped my clicker and books in two of my classes and tripped on the sidewalk several times today.

The perfect pick me up? Peanut butter and honey.

Here's how to make a sandwich when Bryn has to go to swim practice and you always fall asleep in Econ if you eat a heavy lunch.

1 slice of pumpernickel gets almond butter.
1 slice of pumpernickel gets a good spread of goat cheese.
Thinly slice up 1/2 a banana and lay it out like a tic tac toe board.
Drizzle with agave nectar.
Grill that.

Gross? Maybe. Refined? I'd like to think so. Its classier than the peanut butter cheese bagels that my mom likes.
In any case, we climbed out the window to sit on the balcony with our creations.
"Mmmmnom I'm eating candy for lunch," was the first thing I had to say about mine.
That's why I'm starting my diet project for nutrition tomorrow, where we record everything we eat and do for three days. I started to do it today, but after chomping down the last granola rice krispie and scoring two Boulder Baked cookies at a focus group on our opinions about alcohol, I decided that today is probably not the most representative of my eating habits.

The focus group was interesting; some students are trying to put together a campaign on being classy while drinking at CU. They're trying to turn around the "party school" notion for which we are so famous. Obviously this is hard to do when everything that goes along with getting shwastey-faced on Thursday night is about as opposite from classy as you can get. BUT I think if they started some fundamental classes on brewing or the history of alcohol to get some drinking culture out there, maybe there would be a rise in appreciation for the good stuff like 90 Shilling and Ranger IPA. With the knowledge of good beer, people could see that there is an alternative to being hung over on PBR and bad choices.

Bryn just walked into her room from the shower, where previously unbeknownst to her, I've been typing at her computer. Due to decreased oxygen in the brain, she saw a dark-haired female and naturally the first thought that came to her head was "that is me sitting at my desk." Bryn thought I was her, probably because we had almost the same dream last night.

As Jon Stewart would say, that's your moment of zen.
We're looking to put out some stickers soon, and now that I've told you, we're bound to it. Start looking for them around town this weekend!

Did You Know?

That you can shotgun applesauce?
This is true.

Can you tell we didn't cook anything last night?
This is also true.

It's really fun to do after a time trial when all you can think about is food. As a wise person once told me, "You poke a hole in the top and bottom and it all slurps out!"

So next time you're bored, pick one up from Farrand. It's organic too.

Hopefully this nice song will bring you back to the days when that original xbox was the coolest thing around.

21 February 2011

"That's an Aggressive Riding Position" - We love the Tri Team!

When you get a text that says "I raided my house for some baking stuff for you," what do you expect?

Flour? Sugar? Awesome vegetables?

Huh uh. I dragged myself up to Eric's room where he gave me a sweet farmer T shirt, 3 bags of marshmallows, and at least 10 cups of granola, if not more. "Wow Eric... that'll make a lot of rice krispie treats..." "Exactly!!" "OH SO SMART!"
So thank you Eric, for being our culinary muse this week. Here is what we did (and when I say we I mean Bryn, mostly. I buttered the pans and ate an egg on pumpernickel. Did we tell you guys about tomato sandwiches? They're really good. Butter two pieces of pumpernickel from the day-olds and put a bunch of tomato slices on and salt. Yum. I also dug all the gooey out of the pan.)

Round 1:

Melt .25 C butter with a 16 oz (roughly) package of marshmallows.
Stir in 1 C cocoa crispies that you took from the C4orce awkwardly because you were walking around with two heaping bowls of it by yourself.
Stir in 4 C of muesli granola.
Cinnamon, duh, then press into a buttered pan. Stick it in the fridge so it will be ready before swim practice.

Round 2:

This time, add a bunch of almond butter, vanilla, a sprinkle of almonds, and cut the cocoa crispies, supplementing with granola. .Add some caramel for good measure. These are the sweeties.

Round 3:

Chocolate Therapy. (I stole that from a Ben & Jerry's flavor. I have a quote about that, remind me later.)
Redo the first step, but add a pack of hot chocolate and cut up a Chocolove Cherry Bar. Oh la la that's classy. I think it would be good with a tiny bit of chili powder.

We brought some of our creations to practice, but Nate wasn't there so we could compensate him for advertising our blog, so we gave them to our favorite girls team in the world. This is a shoutout to you all to thank you for reading this! There will be more to come once we start cooking in your fancy kitchens!

I'm bringing more to the time trial tomorrow, at which I will be riding a CANNONDALE (holy goodness I'm so excited/nervous because I've never done one) because I have at least 20 of these rascals sitting on my desk staring at me. I'm telling them no, I have to go to bed. Ergo, let me know if you want some of these.


20 February 2011


B-b-b-b-beignets go hand in hand with B-b-b-b-b-bennie and the Jets....naturally. So before you dive into this Crisco adventure, treat yourself to a little Elton groove, back from when he was in his prime.

In the land of Faulkner and Bryn, we repay favors in food. Because money is food. So when Faulkner traded me her 7:45AM volunteer shift for my 6:30AM one, I knew I couldn't just write IOU on a nine of diamonds that I found in the street like last time. And since she's been talking about beignets for three or four days straight, I knew that these fried dough treats were my equalizer. So I skipped on over to Sunflower Market and bought her the only missing ingredient, some Active Dry Yeast and we called it even stevens!

Then we folded together 1 cup lukewarm milk, about 110°F, 1/2 cup granulated sugar, 1 package dry yeast, 4 cups all-purpose flour, 1/2 cup melted butter, 1/2 teaspoon salt, with 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract and put it in the fridge for a good night's sleep. Faulkner'll tell you about how this fried dough spread joy on day two, the windy Sunday morning!

DAY TWO: frytime

Well, let me tell you, those were a success. Eric said "Its like magical sunshine in every bite sprinkled with a hint of jubilance!" How delicious! The day started with both of us thinking about nothing but beignets. I skipped out of my room at 6 15 this morning and saw three silhouettes at the picnic table. Oh how nice! Other morning people. I get a little closer, and they go
-FAULKNER!!! Wanna shot gun a beer?!
-Are you guys for real?
-Haaaaa yeah it's a little tradition we have. It's 6:00 right? Is it Sunday?
-Yes, that is correct.
-Woah, are you biking?
-No I'm helping out at a run.
-You're running?
-You're biking to run?
-Have fun guys!!
With that, I left three boys and six PBRs for some Frozen Foot funsies.

After course marshalling, we went back to the room to roll out the dough and wait for it to rise. We forgot to read that direction. So I rolled it out with a soy sauce bottle and stuck the squares and circles under the heater. Hour later, we poured some Crisco vegetable oil and a 1/4 stick of solid crisco in a pot on medium heat and it started bubbling real quick. We'd recommend smashing the dough around into funky shapes or making them into flat squares. It depends on what kind of shape you're attracted to in food.

You drop the shapes in three at a time at most and they'll bubble a lot and cook really quickly. You'll want to leave them in for a minute at most.

Remember you're dealing with oil and its hot. So don't throw dough around like you're throwing rocks in a lake. But if Bryn happens to toss a circle in and the hot oil splashes on you, maybe don't raise your voice and use her first name. Its mean and intimidating. Be sure to apologize to each other. Then dump some powdered sugar in a bowl and roll them around, and be sure to invite all your friends to share! We like ours with some strawberry jam.

These didn't come out the way I intended, so be prepared. They'll be back, with lemon and granulated sugar. And chocolate and banana, and lighter in color and more fluffy. Jusssst wait.

18 February 2011


The Equation of the Apple Tart:
Oatmeal Snackimals+
almond granola+
brown sugar+
vanilla+sea salt+
The death of healthy week.

I love math. 27-18=9. Faulkner is going to explain the nuts and bolts of the recipe because it hurts to type because I burnt the side of my palm because we use a towel for oven mitts.
Sincerely, Bryn

Uhmmm ok.
We crushed up two packs of oatmeal snackimals. and mashed them around in our favorite nonstick pan with a little less than 1/2 stick butter.

This recipe comes from a delicious coconut cream pie that my mom used to make for my dad. She got it from the black and white section of a Bon Appetit magazine. It was always so delicious because there was coconut in the crust too. Happy times when responsibility was not in my own hands.

Then halve 4 apples, dig the core out, and slice them super ultra thin, more so than in the picture. They'll make the shape better. Mix them up in some brown sugar, honey, cinnamon, and salt, and assemble in a rose pattern. We're keeping that secret to ourselves for now, mostly because I'm too impatient for brownies and 30 rock to explain it.

(The frying pan on the burner is deceptive....we don't have a pie dish so we baked this tart in the pan, there was no frying involved.)

Melt 2 T butter with 2 apples and pour it on top, and then sprinkle with granola. Yum!

As always, 350 in the oven til it looks done.

Side note: Oatmeal in your room tastes gross. Oatmeal mixed with yogurt is tolerable.


We like how this blog thing is going.

We like you.

We like publicity.

I like attention.

So, we propose an exchange. If you post our blog on your facebook status, we'll compensate you. BUT! There's a catch.

No one cares about a food blog on Friday night when they're pounding PBR to get up the nerve to go play flipcup.

They do care about something to read when they don't want to do their homework. Here is what I suggest.

We'll give you a cookie if you post the link and something nice tomorrow from 12 - 8 pm, or Sunday from 10 am - 10 pm.

Prime traffic hours? We'll up our bid. 3 cookies if the post stays up for four hours.

Spam 10 of your friends' walls? We'll cook you dinner. And it will be better than anything you can find in the dining halls.

Leave us a comment telling us where to go to see how awesome you are and what kind of cookie you want.

Peace and love, chicks and brodeos.

17 February 2011


Two BuffOne Card replacements: $50
One traffic ticket for biking through a stop sign: $100
One overdrawn checking account: $34

Almost $200 of fees with 0 consumer surplus + irresponsibility: Priceless.

That's right, I'm putting myself on life probation. I am locking myself in the library and classrooms to study, and I'm allowed to train for triathlon. And make dinner. Please support me.

Right, food.

We made salad again. It was so good. Goat cheese, cranberries, walnuts, spinach. Really nice remedy for risotto hangover.

We also made energy trail mix... or something... for our friend Mark.
Here's what was in it:
Rice chex cereal
Gorilla munch cereal
peanut butter
almond butter
agave nectar
dry milk powder
a broken up chocolove dark bar


16 February 2011

Classy Is a Pot of Risotto

Parmesan, paprika, and butter oh my! Well this is about as dormet as it gets around here, we had our dorm-friend Adam guest cooking and boy did he impress. This meal was so complex I'll never be able to sum it up but I'll try.

So. There was a pot of boiling beef broth with a bay leaf and probably butter? Oh and a parmesan rind. Then there was another pot with spices galore....paprika and thyme maybe?

And chopped vegetables like a yellow pepper and onion I think oh and butternut squash! Then we put the Abrorio (?) Rice in and did a stirring/adding broth dance for a good thirty or forty minutes until the rice soaked up all the broth and was soft and glorious. Then there was shaved parmesan and some other fancy cheese, Adam is sort of a junior cheese connoisseur and good company.

When it was done we all sat in a circle and didn't say a word because we were all so focused on the tastiness. Then we topped it all off with baked apples and pears that were stolen from the dining hall with maple sugar, orange zest and cranberries. And maybe some Cinnamon Bun Ben and Jerry's ice cream? But it's healthy week so you weren't supposed to know about that. I really didn't do this meal justice, so Faulkner'll probably jump in and pep it up with some extra exclamation marks, youtube videos and food pictures. Totally worth skipping film class for, sorry Professor Lewis. +Bryn

Justice time yallll! Even though Bryn did a pretty good job explaining.
Lemme highlight a few things:

I got to the kitchen at 4:48. I left, with Bryn, for coffee, at 8. That's where all my time goes, ya?

I also did about 2 hours and 15 minutes of physical activity, and Bryn did a bunch too I think so waiting an hour and a half for dinner was a painful trip back to highschool. I compensated by eating a week's worth of apples, pears, and licking fresh squeezed orange juice off my hands. Thanks Adam, that was bomb stellar.

I felt especially smug when two kids came by to use the oven to heat up their hot pocket pizza loaves. Suckas!

End result: the risotto was creamy, the spices blended together into a comforting homey aroma that piqued a little as we ate, but just enough to get the blood running a little faster, and spinach added some lively color. I got that good food high afterwards that makes me skip, run, and talk incessantly.

Which I did at the Cup, which we ok'd since I had a coupon. I think she forgot to run it though maybe. We drank the best Cafe au Lait in Boulder out of real cups (!!!) (glaring eyes at Buchanan's AND Roma) and stayed up real late doing homework in a Harry Potter Classroom. Not only classy, I'd say, but also magical is a pot of risotto.

Next up: beignets...

15 February 2011

Spicy Love

We made egg bake again last night. But wait! There's a catch! It was LATIN egg bake!

Put this video on while you read and listen to the song. It will be important later.

We walked all the way to the C4C to collect some black beans, Seaside Sourdough (a loaf the size of a baby that we ate ALL of of the course of Valentine's Day... better than chocolate right? I guess that's a bad analogy), corn, kidney beans, jicama that Bryn threw across the room in disgust, and some mushrooms/peppers, as per usual.

Bryn also thought it would be a good idea to ask for some guacamole from the Latin station. Here is how the convo went:

Can I have some guacamole.

Lonnnng stare - do you want it with your grapefruit or on a new plate?

Lonnnng stare back - on my plate.


We also went to the bank, where someone taped a heart to the door that said "All you need is Love."
How nice for a bank!!

We put the egg bake in a pot this time to see if we could make a little less than usual. We ended up making more than usual because David came over, but lied to us and left after finishing our coffee cake. His nice tank has been on empty for the past few days. But we did appreciate him finishing it for us, because healthy week did not start off too well as Farrand was giving out Chocolove bars.

1. smoosh bread in bottom of BUTTERED pot.
2. Mix 8 eggs, a good splash of milk, and all the ingredients minus the jicama together, and pour into the pot. We used some spicy mix instead of Italian seasoning that was realllly good. Bryn will post its name.
3. Put it in the oven for 15 minutes on 350. Add a good sprinkle of goat cheese and leave in about 5 more minutes until it's all cooked. It will rise significantly, so be prepared for that.
4. Sit on the floor and hopelessly study econ, reflecting on how cooking and activeness and adventure are pushing school out of your life. Bryn will rush in with the pan while on the phone doing a "this handle is burning my hand!!!" dance.

If you're lucky, you'll receive a dirty text. What kind you say? A FOOD PORNOGRAPHY TEXT!!
I'll even share it with you:
Tonight or tomorrow when you go to the dining hall, grab pears or apples. We be roasting dem ******* in butter, orange juice/zest, sugar and cinnamon for the second course.

Listening to the song and writing that made me feel like Tom Sawyer going on a treasure hunt. Or maybe Huck Finn. In any case, Adam will be guest cooking tonight and its gonna be a real adventure.

Did you miss 2006 a little bit? Me too.

14 February 2011


Really quick, because something amazing happened to me last night.

I was lying in bed, actually thinking for once before I go to sleep, wondering how to spread the joy of Italian Cream Soda.

And you thought I was thinking about something superficial. Pay attention, this discovery is important.

I realized, and wrote on my hand that....
Welcome to the Nouvelle Renaissance, my friends.

You too can join the revolution. Here's how.

Get a cup.
1 spoonful of sugar in the bottom. 1 spoonful of hot water usually used for tea. Mix until the sugar is fully combined.
You can add more or less depending on your taste, just make sure it's equal parts.

Add ice to halfway up.

Fill 3/4 with club soda from the "other" option of Mountain Dew on the soda machine.

Add a splash of whole milk or half and half depending on your health-guilty index.

Now you can impress your friends. You're welcome.

Beagles Love Blueberries!

We saw two foxes on campus Friday night and I was dead set that it was Mr. and Mrs. Fox. I even gave them the trademark whistle-snap-point. Then they almost got hit by a car on Folsom Street but they didn't. And then yesterday Emily got a golden cast of Mr. Fox for her birthday eve present, which was really neat. I wish I took a picture of it. But continuing on with the grand theme of Fantastic Mr. Fox.....blueberries! Because beagles love blueberries. (alliteration!) We weren't trying to poison any dogs or anything we just wanted some cake. Now I just want to buy a used $4 copy of the movie.

And I'd say we really knocked the socks off the closing ceremony of baking week with Faulkner's cupcakes and the Blueberry Walnut Coffee Cake (http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Blueberry-Coffee-Cake-1275). It doesn't call for walnuts but do it! Make sure to get a 32 ounce bag of blueberries even though the recipe only calls for 12 because Faulkner will eat the extras...Well, we ate it for lunch's dessert (which is a real thing during baking week) with some Haagen Daz Vanilla 5 ice cream and it tasted like deliciousness. It's going to be hard to spread joy without our baked goods but since neither of us want diabetes it's probably best we stop with this sugary, buttery, flour nonsense and onto HEALTHY WEEK! Nothing processed with an expiration date more than three weeks away.....so goodbye my beloved Aged White Cheddar Pirate Booty.

13 February 2011


What do you make when you wake up tired, try to play basketball but stop because of the wind, Bryn breaks the derailler off her bike, and you trek 3 miles to buy one cup of Greek yogurt, and the bus doesn't stop for you because you're invisible? You change out of your thug shorts that are AWESOME and get to the kitchen.

Back one step though first - we made some killer salad with our new tri friend last night.
Toss together. Stir in Annie's raspberry vinaigrette.
Mix goat cheese, walnuts, and cranberries.
Mix it all together.
Eat with the frozen sweet potatoes that you put in the oven. Ideally you'd add some salt and mayyybe a little honey.

Ok, we're back to the present.

"Breakfast" was a disappointing powerbar, green peppers, and mushrooms and kiwi and snackimals because the dining hall didn't have ANYTHING good. But we did drink some good tea.

Lunch was our credibility certification. We simultaneously made fancy vanilla cupcakes, blueberry coffee cake, and "fOHNcy" eggs. Bryn will tell you about how much bread we ate on Friday, Great Harvest, and the coffee cake. I'll blow your mind about how to eat an egg. In list form.

1. Make bread crumbs by cutting up a piece of frozen bread, tossing the pieces with dijon mustard and olive oil (or in our case, vegetable oil) and put it in the
2. Wilt spinach on high heat. Add just a little milk till it combines with all the spinach, and a dab of dijon mustard. Stir it all together, and put on the side. Keep it warm til the eggs are ready.
3. Cook up the eggs in your favorite style, as always. In this 66 degree weather, make it sunnyside up.
4. Sprinkle the bread crumbs over your eggs, and put the spinach nicely on the side of the egg.
5. Climb through the kitchen window onto the balcony and GET TAN. Make sure to wear the Snaz"z" MC wifebeater tank top you wore for the marathon on the team with Sachi and Gabby . It was that nice out. Be sure to bask. Sorry Vermonsties, I know you're jealous. Please come visit me, I miss you.

Here's how to make cup cakes. I halved the recipe because we ate baked goods all week, and it's really not necessary to make a dozen cupcakes. Here is exactly what I did:
1.75 C + 2T flour mixed together with your hands with approx. 1/4 t baking powder and 1/4 t salt

In another container, cream .25 stick butter with a fork. Add 1/2 cup sugar and beat some more. Beat in 1 egg. It should be combined, but don't over mix.

In yet another container, whisk together .5 cup milk, a good douse of vanilla, and .25 cup of Honey flavor Greek Goddess full flavor yogurt. Awwwhhh yeah.

Combine everything into the bowl with the eggbuttersugar mix. But wait, there's a catch. Add a little of the flour mix, barely combine, and then do the milk mix. Repeat until it's all gone, ending on the flour mix.

Carefully pour into your cupcake molds, bake on 350 for 15 minutes, rotate, and take out around 20 when they are starting to brown at the base. Shout about how good the batter tastes, and then bike really fast to Safeway to pick up more flour for Bryn's coffee cake. I zoomed there, ran into the store like a crazy person, and zoomed back in 15 minutes without falling off my bike. It's a starting point - we're going to compete to break the record running, biking, or fast walking from now on.

Make some vanilla bean frosting to go on top. You can find the recipe at vanillagarlic.com under "double vanilla cupcakes."

For the rest of the day, get done what you need to. Run or do homework. Then catch the bus to Denver for some beer braised beef, vegetable mix with pearl onions, Italian Cream Soda, and good good bread. Thanks Mom. I'll put up the Italian recipe soon. The cupcakes are for Emily's (hbmt.tumblr.com) 17th birthday, so stick a beautiful gold candle in them! Happy Birthday Emily!

Tomorrow starts healthy week and no buying anything til March. To celebrate, we grabbed Buchanan's. I swear I won't get addicted to ice mochas. Don't worry, they're too expensive.

10 February 2011

There Is a lot of Sugar Running Through Our Veins Around Now

Baking week continued tonight with an E.T. inspired cookie.....drumroll.....Reese's Pieces Peanut Butter Cookies! We felt like established bakers tonight because we barely used a recipe and replaced shortening (ahhh trans fat!) with butter and used guesstimated amounts of baking powder. Now note these don't taste so delicious straight out of a three hundred and seventy five degree oven. BUT! by the time we ran a dozen them over to our friend Mark (or Marc when he feels like it) at the hostel at seven pm they were pretty tasty. And yes I said ran. As in everybody was walking on the Hill to go get schwastey-faced and we were running.

So I recommend whipping together some peanut butter cookies, throwing in a pack or two (if you're having rebellious February impulses and steal a pack like me) of Reese's Pieces. The magic cowboy/circus man wants you to.


Don't worry...

We're still here! But it does feel like a while.

That's because yesterday was Interpret-as-you-like-White-Wednesday.

Which means ramen, sandwich from Farrand eaten while walking, and maybe some leftover cupcakes.

BUT my cousin is in town, so we got to go out for dinner!! Woo hoo!!

All you Boulderies should know that the Sink has a $3 happy hour menu, and you can get a decent sized mini specialty pizza. For S3. That means basil, tomatoes, good cheese, wheat crust, broccoli... or if you're into mixing animals after they die, they have one called the Slaughterhouse V. AND steal the best sweet potato fries in town. They have a funky spiraly shape (NOT curly fries), maybe more like zigzags... and have just the right amount of salt. I think the only better ones are at Euclid Hall in Denver, where I'm going to marry the chef that I previously blogged about.

My cousin picked me up and we went to The Cup, which falls right behind Two Spoons for the best music selection at a coffee shop in Boulder. He told me that coffee is gross and not to get addicted to it, so we went for chai instead.

People from Boulder will recognize that Bhakti image as being ANYWHERE that sells hot caffeine, so I've been meaning to try it.

The barista happily put some cinnamon on top, I brought the cups to the table, and we tasted. "That's really gingery" was Regan's sensible remark, while I just shouted, "It tastes like December!"

Consensus: Bhakti is slightly overrated because it tastes a lot like a root, unless it is December.

We had a good talk about my family history - apparently my blood comes from a small Irish coastal town called Skerries! It all makes sense now.

Next up: Jam-stuffed chicken cooked in cola. Mmmmm.... and a recipe for reesee's cookies!

09 February 2011

What a Feeling

Great holy goodness, we've achieved perfection!

Sidenote: the reason I post videos on here is that they all specifically correlate with the mindthinkings/internal monologue that I post. So, explanation for yesterday:
a. Davy Jones was a key component of POTC3. Thus the POTC theme song. Duh, Bryn.
b. It was Bob Marley's wouldabeen 66th birthday this week. You should all know that.

Cool! So Tuesdays are a little rough because I volunteer now and Bryn has to go watch a movie (how cultural) from 6-8, so yes, we do have another sandwich for you. BUT there's a catch! The eggs were cooked right, there's no spread except butter on the outside of the bread for grillage, and we used fresh, uncooked, nutrient-rich peppers and mushrooms to go with the italianseasoningpeppersalt eggs. Yummmm.

Bryn gave me half a cinnamon roll (score!) and cookie dough Poptarts (double score!!) so that I could do a better bike workout.

Then we came back and made......

This was brought on by the baking beauty of my friend Sachi's BLOG about baking classy things with a fully involved kitchen.

I'll post the pictures, but Bryn's going to tell yall more about our excellent baking experience.

This isn't an original recipe but I was in a pickle when Faulkner didn't want to use our leftover bananas to make banana bread. So I found this recipe on epicurious (the greatest recipe site ever........)

1 1/4 cups all purpose flour
1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 very ripe large bananas, peeled (We used 3 small unripe ones, and they worked too)
1/2 cup sour cream (We used a 6oz Vanilla yogurt from the grab-n-go)
1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
3/4 cup sugar (We substituted 1/2 cup brown sugar and 1/4 cup sugar because brown sugar is delicious)
1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, room temperature
1 large egg
1 large egg yolk

1 1/2 cups powdered sugar
1 8-ounce package cream cheese, room temperature (Don't worry you'll forget it's there)
1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, room temperature
1/2 cup smooth peanut butter (do not use old-fashioned or freshly ground)
Chopped lightly salted roasted peanuts (optional)
*This makes a whole lot of frosting. Not that it's a bad thing because the container of leftovers might come in handy but I think I'd recommending halving or three-quartering the recipe.

For cupcakes-
1. Preheat to 350°F.
2. Stir flour, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in medium bowl to blend.

3. Mash bananas with fork in another medium bowl until smooth.
4. Mix sour cream and vanilla into bananas.

5. Using electric mixer (or Faulkner's biceps), beat sugar and butter in large bowl.
6. Add egg and egg yolk and beat until well blended.
7. Add flour mixture in parts alternating with banana-sour cream mixture
8. Divide batter in 12 paper lined muffin cups
9. Bake cupcakes for 10 minutes after you remember you forgot to check the time (15-18 minutes)
10. LET COOL, we know the temptation is killer but resist! Nobody likes slippery frosting.

For frosting-
1. Sift powdered sugar into large bowl. (We used a fork)
2. Add cream cheese, butter, and peanut butter. Using electric mixer (or arm power), beat mixture until smooth.
3. Spread frosting over top of cupcakes, dividing equally. (Call Joey for this step, he's a top notch froster)
4. Sprinkle lightly with chopped peanuts.

These are the cupcakes we're going to give to our parents when we break the news that we're dropping out of college to go to culinary school and the frosting is soooo sugary, peanut-buttery delicious that they just might be alright with the plan.

Now, dance around, do the elephant march (apparently it's an ab workout!) and spread joy through cupcakes.

"I'd like to have a panther to sleep on." -Faulkner Griffin

I can post bubblehead videos too....

Well we're totally two for two on baking week! I see blueberry coffee cake and an apple caramel tart in our future. I also see lasagna.....