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Accidental Brownie

21 Feb

Sooooo, I sorta made a brownie-in-a-mug this evening when I thought I was going to be making hot chocolate.

Oops?

Although, are brownies ever reeeally an accident? πŸ˜‰

My mom received a cute little jar with dry ingredients layered in it and instructions as to how to turn the contents in to a brownie-in-a-mug. She oh so sweetly gave it to me…mostly she gave it to me because she has stronger will power while I tend to go off the rails a tad more often, so really, I think it was to get temptation out of her pantry and put it in mine lol

For some reason when I read the tag I thought it said it was to make hot chocolate, which confused me because the instructions say to add melted butter, and why would I put melted butter in to hot chocolate? So instead of, oh I dunno, re-reading what it was, I just assumed it was some sort of fancy hot chocolate deal and tucked it aside for when I wanted fancy hot chocolate.

Today was the perfect day for hot chocolate! It was snowy, and chilly but not cold, a great day for being cozy inside with a cup of hot chocolate and a book. πŸ™‚

Again, without re-reading the name of what I was making I poured the dry ingredients in to a mug, added the milk and melted butter, popped the whole thing in the microwave and eagerly awaited my hot chocolate.

Now, the instructions say to let it cool because it will be very hot but you can’t let hot chocolate cool too much or it becomes not as yummy, plus I have noooo patience lol. So it was out of the microwave maybe 30 seconds and I took a spoon to it – I’m that weirdo that likes to drink my hot chocolate by the spoonful instead of sipping from the side of the cup.

I dipped my spoon in and came up with some mighty thick hot chocolate *rolls eyes at self* Not to be deterred, and hello, it is chocolate so no matter what it is going to be good, I tried it and oh man was it good!

Definitely not hot chocolate though! πŸ˜›

It turned in to a fudgey, gooey, chocolate brownie….that just so happened to be in a mug.

There were milk and dark chocolate chips in it, which did not melt, but they were soft so when you got one on the spoon that bite had a little extra Mmm! to it. The bottom part of the brownie was a bit more dry than the top part, but still delish.

I did go take a second look at the instructions that came with the jar and only then noticed that is clearly says “Double Chocolate Mug Brownie”…hey, I never claimed to be super observant…

cake in mug 2

How I thought “hot chocolate” after seeing this I do not know.

cake in mug 3

The little jar it came in. The doily was on top of the lid to make it cuter.

cake in mug 5

Trust me, it tastes better than it looks!

cake in mug 1

The back of the tag – who doesn’t go “awww” when seeing those two hug?

So yeah, not quite the treat I was expecting, but lovely all the same. Now if only I could figure out exactly what was in the dry ingredients and the quantities so I could make it again! I can figure out the basics, but I’ve had cake-in-a-mug before and it was never as good as this one so something is different here…just not sure what.

Looks like I’ll be forced to taste test experiments until I figure it out – oh what a hard life! πŸ˜‰

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Meatloaf…Of A Sort…

17 Jan

Does it still get to be called meatloaf if it isn’t, say, quite a loaf shape? Or any shape…

Deep thoughts to be pondered over here tonight.

When I was home at Christmas I took a pic of my mom’s recipe for meatloaf. I don’t know why meatloaf gets such a bad rap, my mom’s is really good. She was kind enough to make it when I was home and when her back was turned I took a pic of the recipe and smugly thought I could recreate it for myself anytime I wanted.

I really should know better by now. *rolls eyes*

The only thing I swapped in the recipe was Panko instead of bread crumbs, though it turns out mom actually uses wheat germ (not sure what that is, so I know it isn’t in my cupboard!). Other than that I did everything the recipe card said.

My cooking ability being what it is the meatloaf turned in to a red in the middle, setting off my smoke detector twice, mess. Oops?

Before the hour of cooking was up I heard sizzling sounds, the liquid from the meatloaf was spitzing over the edge of the loaf pan and sizzling. I started to freak out, what if it caught on fire or something? So I put a cookie sheet underneath the loaf pan to catch any flying liquid and then nervously sat staring at the oven for the remaining 15 minutes wondering if the cat and I were far enough away to not be harmed if it blew up. When the timer went off I took the loaf pan out oh so carefully (so as not to spill all that liquid that magically appeared…seriously, what is that? I used extra lean ground beef!), poured out the liquid, hastily put everything down so I could wave my oven mitt under the smoke detector to shut it off…fyi, there was no smoke so I don’t know why it went off. Then I cut in to the middle of the loaf, took a peek and swore because oh man so much red still left in there.

Obviously my oven’s 350 degrees is not the same as my mother’s oven’s 350 degrees.

I put it back in for another 20 minutes, nervously hovering and peeking through the window in the oven door…cause ya know, that’ll make everything work out better lol. When the 20 minutes was up I pulled the loaf pan out, poured out more liquid, waved the oven mitt under the smoke detector again, swore a bit louder this time, cut in to a different part of the meatloaf, discovered pink (which is a downgrade from red, so better I guess…), and put the whole thing back in the oven. sigh.

When I next pulled it out I had gotten smarter and put the oven fan on high so yay for no more smoke detector going off! I cut the meat loaf in a new spot, by this point the poor thing was in pieces, and thought it looked cooked through. Finally!

Totally got ahead of myself though. When I put the spatula in and pulled up a piece the bottom half stayed in the pan. Ok, fine, so that first piece won’t be pretty, that’s all good. Um, yeah, all of the lower half of the loaf stayed in the pan because while the top half became meatloaf-esque the bottom half did not. It was more uh, ground beef with some stuff mixed in it that I wasn’t sure was totally cooked.

I was fed up by this point so the upper half of the loaf got pulled out and put on a plate, the lower half that did not choose to take form got put in to a frying pan where I cooked it a bit longer, juuuuuust in case…hey now, no judging, nobody over here is wanting food poisoning thanks.

So this is what I ended up with…

There was more of the meatloaf that was sort-of loaf shaped, it just didn’t make it in to the picture because I’d already admitted defeat and put it in a tupperware container. I have been told the ground meat on the left would be good in a chili, I was thinking of using it as my breakfast protein for the next couple days and tossing some in with some scrambled eggs, or making a wrap or something…

The meatloaf that is sort-of loaf shaped is slowly being eaten. I ate some as-is and it was good. I also made a cold meatloaf sandwich and it was good then also. So, the flavour is right, the meat is cooked, it just didn’t take shape the way it would have for my mother.

I’m thinking maybe I had too much in the pan. It was quite domed above the edge of the loaf pan, but I thought it would be ok because my mom warned me it would shrink down, so I thought maybe it was supposed to start high…I’m now realizing that logic may be flawed and perhaps I should have either (1) used less meat (in my defence I used the amount specified in the recipe) or (2) split the mixture into 2 loaf pans.

It would be nice if these simple, logical thoughts, came to me while I am cooking, instead of the day after. πŸ˜‰

Tales From the Clumsy Side

28 Nov

Alrighty, so, in case you don’t know this about me, I am clumsy. Not tripping over my own feet can’t function on a daily basis clumsy, but I’d say a tad more clumsy than other people…ok fine, maybe more than a tad *rolls eyes*

clumsy

The other day I was trying on pants in a store’s dressing room and the tag got caught as I was pulling the pants up. No biggy right? Happens sometimes, *shrug*. Well! As I was pulling the pants up, I felt the tag scratching me but ignored it, not like it could actually hurt me, right?

Oh how wrong can a girl be?

My leg hurt, quite a bit, and me being me I ignored it. But eventually I got in the shower and then experienced a new pain level on my leg, always fun! I took a look and what I thought would be a tiny scratch is actually quite a long, mean looking, cut.

Guess that pant label was sharper than I realized. lol

Later that night I was prepping my hot water bottle, don’t judge, I am cold all the time so I take a hot water bottle to bed, there’s no shame in that!

I either boil water in the kettle, let it cool a bit, and pour that in to my hot water bottle or I put water in the kettle, turn the kettle on, but listen for when it is almost but not quite at boiling, I turn it off and put that water in the hot water bottle.

You might think that is too hot of water but I don’t, and since I’m the one using it I’m gonna stick with my preference here k? πŸ˜‰

This particular evening I stopped the water before it reached boiling point and was pouring it in to the hot water bottle when oops! I slipped and poured near boiling water over my fingers. I made that sound you make when all of a sudden pain due to extreme temperature happens but did I immediately stop what I was doing so I could put my hand under cold water?

No. Don’t be daft. Of course I didn’t. I finished pouring water in to the hot water bottle then closed the lid, then dried the outside of the bottle, then I tended to my hand.

Cause ya know, priorities! lol

I put my hand under cold water.

That was not pleasant.

I decided I couldn’t stay like that forever, there was a bed calling my name and a hot water bottle that was getting cooler with every passing minute to think about.

So I grabbed an ice gel pack thingy from the freezer, a small towel to put between my hand and the ice gel pack thingy, and headed to bed.

I sit and read or watch YouTube videos while laying in bed and why mess with routine just because your hand feels like it is on fire?

Try your best to picture this…

Me, laying in bed, partially upright so I can read, my legs bent so I make a tent with the blanket so the cat can go under the blanket (that is his night time routine), the hot water bottle on my tummy area (cause it is cozy), a book in my left hand, my right hand resting on my chest area with a cold gel pack wrapped around it.

Super normal way to cuddle in bed, right? lol

The gel pack didn’t seem to be helping all that much. It caused more pain, or maybe that was the burn just getting more painful…hard to tell, *shrug*. Two of my fingers were red and swollen and had that glossy look to the skin that burns tend to get and I thought for sure I was going to wake up with blisters.

Luckily I didn’t! Yay! I did wake up with fingers so sore they didn’t want to bend and skin that felt like it was on fire. Such a great sensation to go through my day with. πŸ˜›

Ah well. Just part of the trials of being a clumsy person! Let’s hope the cut and the mild burn heal quickly and I don’t have another clumsy day for a while *crosses fingers*

 

This Is Why…

27 May

This is why I can’t have nice things, sigh.

My non-stick frying pan decided it didn’t want to be classified as “non-stick” anymore so it killed an omelette. My revenge was to kick it to the curb and replace it with a nice, shiny, new non-stick frying pan. When I bought the new frying pan I also picked up a new flipping thingy in that pretty teal colour that has overtaken everything – Β I swear you can’t look anywhere without seeing that colour anymore *rolls eyes*. My new items look like this…

My new kitchen stuff

My new kitchen stuff

Well, the new look of the flipping thingy lasted until the second time I used it, then I accidentally rested it against the hot part of the frying pan and melted part of the handle, oops! See, the part you can see in the picture is silicone (I think!), whatever it is it doesn’t melt when touching the hot frying pan, a little farther up though the handle changes and is made out of rubber and that part isn’t quite so immune to heat, sigh.

Not only did I melt part of the handle but the melted part then become one with the edge of the frying pan. It was like two worlds merging in to one.

Luckily the melted plastic came off the frying pan when I washed it and the melted part of the handle doesn’t affect the usability of the flipping thingy (I really need to figure out what that thing is actually called lol) so I can still use both my new kitchen tools. The flipping thingy just doesn’t look quite as nice as it once did, ya know, two days ago *rolls eyes*.

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