On the weekend we decided to try baked donuts. This was more of an experiment than anything. No high expectations at all. While surfing around the internet, I came across a recipe for baked donuts. First thought was, probably not very good. But after reading further I found out it was a thing. Before we could start we had to see if we could find donut pans locally. Low and behold, we did.
If you have never even considered making your own granola bars, I am going to try and change your mind today. I won’t give you the recipe but a quick search online will give you many options according to your taste. You might say, “But, Gina, I can just go buy some at the grocery store.” And to that I would say, “When you make them yourself you know what’s in them!”
Well, hello. Welcome, if you are new to these parts, and welcome back if you are a regular. We have been keeping ourselves busy and trying to stay out of trouble.
Jim celebrated a birthday on the weekend. That called for chocolate cake of course.
Well hello there. Long time no see. Hope you had a great Christmas. Ours was low-key. As of Christmas eve we still had no snow and the lake was mostly open.
Starting to sound like a broken record here, but more maps headed out the door this week. All of these are the colour choices of the customers.
Every week I have to make bread at home. I make other things too with this same bread dough, rolls, sub buns, hamburger buns and pizza shells. Today its white bread. But today I realized that after I had the dough developed I forgot to add the sugar and salt. Now what to do? Here’s a simple solution.
I love Saturdays for some reason. I guess its because it feels like it is the beginning of two days of freedom to do what ever we choose. Although this time of year we always end up doing some office work to get ahead of Monday.
Besides that we managed a few other things, like a much needed power wash of the skidsteer. We didn’t want to leave the mud on it and have that freeze in place.
On Tuesday, with our house guest gone, we were able to get out to the mill again. While the puppy was here, he wanted no part of our work area. Jim was working with the skidsteer to tidy up the yard and the puppy wasn’t impressed with the noise. I wouldn’t leave him in the house alone, he would only cry and paw at the glass door, so Jim was flying solo.
On Monday morning we got a call from the store that sells our folding bench/picnic tables to tell us they sold the last one and could we bring another.
It has been raining off and on since Sunday so no work on outdoor projects, but it is a good time to get caught up on our indoor projects.