November 30

Yesterday, the girl asked me if I would take her shopping.

Who in their right mind doesn’t go shopping when their girl asks them to??

So out we went.

When I got home, the men were out on the front porch, grinning from ear to ear.


Lookie…lookie what my guys did for me whilst we were out.

You are of course ignoring the fact that Chocolatechic has yet to figure out how to level her tri-pod in the darkness while standing in the middle of the street.

I have the best family.

What a wonderful surprise.



Novbember 29

So, I’m sitting here eating a handful of no-name Cheetos, (isn’t that what everyone one does at 7:30am while blogging) trying to figure out how to tell you just how much I loathe chopping.

I loathe chopping so much that I try to avoid recipes that involve said chore, unless the chefboy is home and in desperate need of practicing knife skills.

Hurray for chefboys who must practice knife skills.

And when I’m finished with him in the kitchen, he looks pretty much like this, but he owes me because that is what I looked like for the first 2 years of his life.

The boy didn’t sleep through the night till he was almost a year old.

Why did I work the boy so hard?

So I could make this weeks BB recipe that Judy of Judy’s Gross Eats picked out.

It is called Mexican Chicken Soup, and it is gooooood!

This recipe calls for roasting 4 whole chicken breasts with the bone in, but as we all know, this girl is a slacker.

So, I slapped 4 boneless, skinless chicken thighs (’cause we all know that dark meat is more flavorful) on my pan and called it good.

It also called for blech, gag, yucky, phooie celery.

I made the wise decision to substitute green pepper for this veggie.   Green pepper screams Mexican so much more that celery, don’cha know.

So do the jalapeno peppers and fresh cilantro that I left out.

I also ground my own cumin.   I heart cumin, and nothing is better than freshly ground.

This soup goes together quickly.

We topped it with shredded cheddar cheese, sour cream and crushed tortilla chips.

I didn’t get a picture of it, because I had company, and we were hungry.

Make this soup.  Not only is it good, but it will warm you up on a cold day.

And score! it’s kinda healthy too.

Mexican Chicken Soup


  • 4 split (2 whole) chicken breasts, bone in, skin on~~or you can be a slacker like me, and use boneless skinless chicken thighs
  • Good olive oil
  • Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
  • 2 cups chopped onions (2 onions)
  • 1 cup chopped celery (2 stalks)~~gag!  substitute green pepper
  • 2 cups chopped carrots (4 carrots)
  • 4 large cloves garlic, chopped
  • 2 1/2 quarts chicken stock, preferably homemade~~slacker girl used chicken soup base
  • 1 (28-ounce) can whole tomatoes in puree, crushed
  • 2 to 4 jalapeno peppers, seeded and minced~~can’t handle the heat in my dotage
  • 1 teaspoon ground cumin
  • 1 teaspoon ground coriander seed
  • 1/4 to 1/2 cup chopped fresh cilantro leaves, optional~~optional…see!  It’s optional!
  • 6 (6-inch) fresh white corn tortillas


For serving: sliced avocado, sour cream, grated Cheddar cheese, and tortilla chips

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.

Place the chicken breasts skin side up on a sheet pan. Rub with olive oil, sprinkle with salt and pepper, and roast for 35 to 40 minutes, until done. When the chicken is cool enough to handle, discard the skin and bones, and shred the meat. Cover and set aside.

Meanwhile, heat 3 tablespoons of olive oil in a large pot or Dutch oven. Add the onions, celery, and carrots and cook over medium-low heat for 10 minutes, or until the onions start to brown. Add the garlic and cook for 30 seconds. Add the chicken stock, tomatoes with their puree, jalapenos, cumin, coriander, 1 tablespoon salt (depending on the saltiness of the chicken stock), 1 teaspoon pepper, and the cilantro, if using. Cut the tortillas in 1/2, then cut them crosswise into 1/2-inch strips and add to the soup. Bring the soup to a boil, then lower the heat and simmer for 25 minutes. Add the shredded chicken and season to taste. Serve the soup hot topped with sliced avocado, a dollop of sour cream, grated Cheddar cheese, and broken tortilla chips.



November 28

Happy Friday, Internet.

For those that celebrated Thanksgiving yesterday, are ya still full?

I am.

I made a total glutton of myself yesterday, but when Aunt Cindy brings Schulers donuts to the party, it happens.

I am nosy today, and I just have to know…what was your favorite dish you ate yesterday for your Thanksgiving meal?

My mom made the best turkey.   I have never had turkey breast that was as juicy and tender as dark meat before.


Do you plan on taking advantage of all the great Black Friday deals?

I’m not.

Sorry stores.   Your getting nothing from me.


November 27

About 10 years ago, I begged asked my Grams to please write down all her special recipes for me.

It took her awhile to do so, but about 9 years ago, she presented me with a brown covered spiral notebook full of her spidery hand writing, full of her recipes, full of her love.

I treasure that book, and when she passed away earlier this year, it became even more special to me.

One thing that Grams always made for Thanksgiving and Christmas was Peppermint Pudding.

I can not remember very many Thanksgivings or Christmas’s without my Grams.

Today I am especially missing her.

So, in memory of Grams, I am bringing her Peppermint Pudding to the Parents house for Thanksgiving.

I tweaked the recipe just a smidgen.

Grams always lined her bowls with Vanilla Wafers.    I don’t like Vanilla Wafers, but I do like Stuffmarts Great Value brand shortbread cookies.

Also, I like a sweeter whipped cream, so I added about a ¼ c. of powdered sugar to the cream while I was whipping it.

Grams Peppermint Pudding(as written)

  • 1 pkg peppermint candies~~5 oz.
  • 1 pkg mini marshmallows
  • 1 box vanilla wafers~~short bread cookies

Beat whipping cream(½ pint) till peaked~~along with 1/4 c. powdered sugar

Fold in ½ package marshmallows along with crushed candies

Pour into dish lined with vanilla wafers~~or shortbread cookies

Cover with wrap

Refrigerate overnight


Today I am thankful for many things, but I am very thankful for my Grams.   For the influence she had on my mother, for the influence she had on my father, and for the love she showered on me.

Happy Thanksgiving y’all.   Don’t forget to love your family.   Be thankful for each and every one of them.   They made you who you are today.


November 26

I have never really cared for pumpkin pie.

There!   I said it.

I know!   I KNOW!

It is sacrilegious not to really like pumpkin pie, but there it is.

Oh, I have eaten my fair share, smothered in cool whip, because that is what you do on Thanksgiving.   And when there really isn’t any other dessert except pie, and you have a sweet tooth teeth like I do, you eat what is there.

Now my favorite pie is pecan.   I heart pecan pie, and if you add chocolate to a pecan pie, well, I tell ya… it is like I have died and gone to chocolate heaven.

Vibi from La Casserole Carrée picked today’s TWD WWD (Wednesday with Dorie).  It is called Two-fer pie and it is both pumpkin and pecan pies combined into one.

The recipe called for light corn syrup, but I have always been a huge fan of dark.  I lay that blame solely at the feet of my Grandma who would make the most fabulous pancakes EVER! She would slather them in butter and let them go swimming in a pool of dark, rich Karo syrup.

I tried to like this pie.   I really did.

I had hoped that the thick, syrupy, pecany topping would over power the pumpkin bottom, but it wasn’t to be so.

Maybe if I had smothered it in cool whip.


November 25


Seasonal Affective Disorder

SAD is a type of depression that is triggered by the seasons, specifically the winter season.

I suffer with it, and have for a good 20 years.

This year it has been extremely bad, and I am blaming it on the ridiculous time change!

Yep!   That’s my story, and I’m stickin’ to it.

Common symptoms  SAD include the following:

  • A change in appetite, especially a craving for sweet or starchy foods~~check
  • Weight gain~~nope
  • A drop in energy level~~check and check again!
  • Fatigue~~Uh huh!
  • A tendency to oversleep~~nope
  • Difficulty concentrating~~what was I saying?
  • Irritability and anxiety~~heaven help those around me
If you have any of these symptoms, get thee to thine doctor forthwith, and he will handeth you a prescription for wonderful drugs.
Your family will thank you.
Mine did.
I am telling you all this because I have no TWD today.

I have no TWD because I didn’t feel like getting my lazy self into the kitchen to make it.
Told you I was a slacker!
It is do dreary here in Pothole, Ohio that if it were any darker at noon, it would be pitch black.
Oh.   I kid, Internet.
I will, however, be getting my lazy self in the kitchen today to make it, so there will be a Tuesdays Wednesdays with Dorie.
So, what do I do instead of being in the kitchen where I love to be?

I sit on my couch, knit socks, catch up on my backlog of TiVo, and wish I had enough gumption to get up and make a big pan of cinnamon rolls so I could eat every. single. one.


November 24

I took this picture of my girl Whiskey the other day.


I don’t know why I am so in love with this cat.   She can be such a nuisance.   She spreads litter all over the just swept floor, like it is her job to make sure that the broom is permanently attached to my hand.

She runs upstairs once every week or so.   I think she likes to hear me running up the stairs, huffing and puffing and when I finally get to where she always goes~~ under the girls bed~~, she adores to hear me say “Whiskey…huff….deep breath,  you naughty girl…puff…puff, you are not allowed up here…more air, I’m dying here.

She then runs back down the stairs, where I chase her again more puffing and lock her up in kitty jail because she made me exercise.

So there!

And when she is in heat, oh. my. heavens.   She ‘loves’ on every pair of shoes on the floor,  my purse, and everyone’s feet, they get extra special attention.   She especially loves the male population.  It is very embarrassing!

I really need to get her spade.


She also tugs at my heart strings like no other animal ever has.


Maybe it is because she was abandoned.~~my heart always goes out to the underdog or the forgotten ones


Maybe it is because I helped her birth her babies.~~ “Lawzy, we gots to have a doctor. I don’t know nothin’ about birthin’ babies.”


Maybe it is because she is so soft.~~I love soft things


Maybe it is because she is so smart.~~I love a quick and intelligent mind


Maybe it is all of the above,  I just know I love my Whiskey girl.


November 23

As I have mentioned before, I live in a house of divided loyalties.

One of my men roots for one team, and one of my men roots for the other.

Yesterday, the game was played.

The boy went to the Grandparents house to have his Gramps help him change his transmission filter and fluid, so a rooter for his team was needed.

She makes a great stand in.

The best part of the game was the first 10 minutes.

It was all down hill after that.

One team played to win, and the other one played like they couldn’t care less, and Superman actually fell asleep during the second half.

Michigan, you totally let me down.


November 22

Last Sunday, Superman and I went to Stuffmart’s Christmas party.

Yes, Christmas party.

‘Cause we all know that nothing screams Christmas like the 16th of November.

It was great to be able to get out of the house with Superman…alone.

It was kind of like a date, only with a hundred or so of his co-workers along for the fun.

A date with prizes.

We got a $15 Stuffmart gift certificate and a chocolate chip cookie, which was promptly split in half and devoured.

The gift certificate was converted to gasoline 5 minutes after the party was over.

Thanks Stuffmart for the free date, a partial meal (’cause by the time they got to letting our table to through the line, they had run out of some of the food, hence the devouring of said cookie) the half a cookie, and the 7 gallons of gas in my car.


November 21

Hey Internet.

It is Friday, and I am nosy.

Every time I see or hear news that someone’s home has burned down, I begin to think what would I do if that happened to me.  With all those homes destroyed in California, the thoughts have returned

What would I grab?   What could I live without?   Who would I call?

So my nosy question today is, if you house was on fire, and all your children/and or pets were out, what 3 things would you grab before you got out?

I would grab

  1. Pictures
  2. My hard drive~~I have a bazillion pictures on it
  3. My camera
  4. Clothes~~yeah…yeah…I know I only asked for 3, but the Red Cross doesn’t stock up on Plus size clothing.

PS.  WordPress is futzing up.   It is making me approve all comments.   I have tried to fix it, but it isn’t working.



November 20

I know that I have mentioned a time or 2 that my girl has food allergies.

I will blog about that in more detail later.

One of the things that I never really considered having to deal with in the area of food allergies, is medicine.

Specifically over the counter medicine.

Reality smacked me upside the head rather quickly the first time that she got a cold.

You see the girl is allergic to sugar and anything ending in -ose~~including artificial sweeteners.    Not only that, but she is also allergic to cherries and oranges.

I was on a mission.

Make my girl comfortable during her cold.

I went to my local Stuffmart’s pharmacy isles and began my quest.

Did you know that every single cough syrup has some form of sugar, orange or cherry flavoring in it?




There goes any liquid form of medicinal comfort.

I was not to be deterred.

On to pills then.

Did you know that every single cold pill has some form of sugar in it.





I had one more option.

The local health food store.

Did you know that every single cough syrup in the health food store has some form of sugar, cherry or orange in it.




Good grief!   Is there nothing out there that can help my girl besides Vick’s Vapor Rub?

After that, I began to be quite a bit a little anal about germs.

At every store, I wipe down the cart handles with an alcohol wipe.

I am insane about hand washing, and at church, I don’t touch door handles.

The sickies must not come into my home.

Somehow, a germ or 2 has passed through my defenses and now the girl has a cold.

So, I am here asking my wonderful readers if any of you have any sort of cold remedy that doesn’t involve sugar, cherries or oranges?




November 18

When I was in 3rd grade, one morning my mom decided that Sister and I needed to eat Cream of Wheat before we went to school, and not the lovely fried eggs and toast we were used to.

It was the most awful thing I had ever tasted, next to cooked spinach.    Not only did it taste bad, but the texture was almost unbearable, and I was a brat about having to eat it.

I didn’t know it then,  it was all ma had to feed us. (sorry ma)

To this day, I struggle to eat grits or oatmeal~~they taste great, but the texture gives me nightmares.

Isabelle of Les gourmandises d’Isa picked out today’s TWD recipe.

Rice Pudding.

I have never tried rice pudding, because I begin to get all sorts of crazy  when I think about spooning some onto my plate.    I envision cream of wheat in its place, and it is all over for me.

Tapioca pudding has never crossed my lips either.

Today’s recipe was really straight forward.

There were only 4 ingredients.

Milk, sugar, rice and either vanilla or chocolate.

Did y’all have any doubt about which direction I went?


Didn’t think so.

After boiling rice for 10 minutes, draining, boiling milk with sugar and cooking rice for exactly 55 more minutes, adding chocolate, cooling for at least 6 hours, I had chocolate rice pudding.

Oh, Internet!

I tried a bite, and it tasted fabulous.

But Superman and the boy will have to eat it for me because my crazy just won’t allow me to do it.


If you like rice pudding, go check out Isabelle’s blog.   She has the recipe.  Make the chocolate one, and enjoy it for me.


November 17

Saturday, whilst the men went bow hunting~~and subsequently didn’t get to, because it was raining and rain ruins bow strings.  Who knew?~~the girl and I went to my parents house.

We went for the sole purpose of having mom show me how she makes her apple pie.

I told her that I wanted her to make it exactly how she makes it every time.

Ma gets her recipe from this cookbook.

Sister~~seeing as how you have already “borrowed” 452 of mother’s cookbooks, and we all  know she will never see them again…I have dibs on this one.


First, she picks out her oldest apples.

And peels them.

No, these aren’t mom’s hands.

Lesson #1.  Mom doesn’t peel the apples.   It is important when making an apple pie that you make the man in your life peel them.

Lesson #2.  Make sure you eat a peel or 2.   The pie won’t be any good if this particular step is not taken.

Slice your apples thin.  No larger than a quarter inch.

After you  have 8 cups of apples, make sure the man in your life cleans up his mess.

Mom is a stickler for cleaned up messes.

Lesson #3.   Always have a towel over your shoulder.   You never know when you will need it.

Add sugar, which I didn’t get a picture of because she dumped it in before I could even raise my camera to my face.

Same thing happened with corn starch. and lemon juice.   Also add cinnamon and a dash of nutmeg.

Guess what I don’t have pictures of…

Stir all this loveliness together and let sit while the pie crust is being made.

When I told her that my friend Applie doesn’t make her own pie crust, she had the same reaction I did.

I know.   It is shocking.


Take a look at your filling.   Have the apples macerated to much in their own juice?   If so, add a bit more corn starch.

Poor the filling into your crust.

Dot with butter.

Now it is time to make the dodos.

I have been making them wrong all this time.

Lesson #4.   Roll out your dough excruciatingly thin, and butter all the way to the edge.

Sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon.

Roll them up and slice.   Put them in the oven whilst you are making the crumb topping for the pie.   That way they are finished by the time you are ready to go into the living room and chat.

Sprinkle the crumb topping on the filling and bake.

Because ma is a pioneer in the cleaning field, (and she doesn’t own a bench knife)  Lesson #5 is,  sweep your counter clean.

Now the dodos are ready.

I refuse to tell just how many I ate.

Nope.  Not gonna tell.

Wild  horses couldn’t drag out that I only had  8 6 of them.

Lesson #6.    This is one of the most important.  Have the man load your dish washer.

I told ya ma was a pioneer in the cleaning field.

Make sure that you put a pan under your pie.   It might bubble over.

It truly doesn’t get any better than this.

Good food, great company and the love of family.

Ma’s Perfect Apple Crumb Pie

  • 6-7 c. apples ~~dad always peels and slices 8 cups.  He doesn’t want “some wimpy pie”
  • 1 c. sugar
  • 2 tbsp. corn starch ~~add more if filling is juicy
  • 1 tsp. cinnamon
  • dash nutmeg
  • 1/8-1/4 tsp. salt
  • 1 tsp. lemon juice
  • butter for dotting

Mix this all together and pour into an unbaked pie shell.  Top with crumb topping.  Bake at 400º for 10 minutes and drop to 375º for 35-40 more minutes or until it is done.

Crumb topping

  • 1/3 c. sugar
  • 3/4 c. flour
  • 6 tbsp. butter

Cut butter into flour and sugar.  This recipe is generally 1 and a halved or doubled.  If you don’t like much of a sweet pie, then don’t double.

If you’d like to see what I have been raving over, and had the priviledge of eating all my life, then make this pie.

Let me know if you liked it.

And I just gotta ask…

How many of you wear a towel over your shoulder while you bake/cook?


November 16

Is it just me or is this time change messing with everyone’s head just a little?

Do you find yourself falling asleep on the couch around 7:30, saying to yourself….”I’ll just rest my eyes during this commercial”, only to find yourself  waking up 45 minutes later and totally missing what you wanted to watch?

Do you find yourself looking at the time and saying “It’s only 6 o’clock!?!”

Do you find yourself waking up at 4am and not being able to fall back asleep because you were so tired the night before that you went to bed at 8:30?


Or is it just me?

November 15

A long time ago, (about 21 years) I began dating a guy named Kevin.   Every so often we would eat at his house, and it was there that I was introduced to potatoes and onions fried in bacon grease.

Internet, potatoes and onions fried in bacon grease is pure ambrosia.

His mother fed my inner, secret carboholic side that I didn’t even know existed, and I think I gained 10 pounds alone just from eating at her table.

When I saw today’s Thursday’s Saturday with the Barefoot Bloggers recipe for Herb Roasted Onions, that Kelly of Baking with the Boys picked, there was absolutely no way that I could roast onion without potato.

Onions and potatoes go together like chocolate and peanut butter.  It is a combo that shouldn’t be separated.


Whilst these were in the oven, I asked Superman to grill us some burgers.


Superman doesn’t use the grill often.


I remember why.


Herb-Roasted Onions (and potato)


  • 2 red onions
  • 1 yellow onion
  • 2 tablespoons freshly squeezed lemon juice~~I used bottled and I only used 1 tsp
  • 1 teaspoon Dijon mustard~~I used a bit less
  • 1 teaspoon minced garlic
  • 1/2 tablespoon minced fresh thyme leaves~~I used dried
  • 3/4 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
  • 1/4 cup good olive oil
  • 1/2 tablespoon minced fresh parsley leaves


Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.

Remove the stem end of each onion and carefully slice off the brown part of the root end, leaving the root intact. Peel the onion. Stand each onion root end up on a cutting board and cut the onion in wedges through the root. Place the wedges in a bowl. (along with 2 potatoes that were chopped into bite sized pieces)

For the dressing, combine the lemon juice, mustard, garlic, thyme, salt, and pepper in a large bowl. Slowly whisk in the olive oil. Pour the dressing over the onions and toss well.

With a slotted spoon, transfer the onions to a sheet pan, reserving the vinaigrette that remains in the bowl. Bake the onions for 30 to 45 minutes, until tender and browned. Toss the onions once during cooking. Remove from the oven, and drizzle with the reserved dressing. Sprinkle with parsley, season to taste and serve warm or at room temperature.

This goes together so quickly, and it tastes wonderful.

Make it.    Your mouth will say thank you.

November 13

This morning, as I was laying in bed cursing the inventor of alarm clocks which go off at 4am waking all persons in your house and the surrounding neighborhood,  willing myself to go back to sleep,  my brain began to run in all directions at the same time.

So, I’m going to give you a small peek into the kind of crazy of a pink wearin’, chocolate eatin’, homeschool mom.


‘Why does his alarm have to be so loud?’


‘I have to go to the bathroom’

Sticking hand out of the cocoon I am in.

‘Whoa it’s cold out there’


‘Is that the girl sniffling?’

‘Sounds like she is feeling worse’


‘What do I make for the Missionary meeting today….muffins?   cookies?   both?   naaahhhhh to much work’


‘I need to take some Zicam when I get up’


‘I wonder if anyone has invented a heated toilet seat’


‘Drat!  the girl needs some vitamin C and were out’

‘That’s ok, tomorrow is payday’


‘Are my pink socks are clean’


‘Make sure when you get up you look at the Barefoot Blogger recipe and have everything to make it for next Thursday’


‘I’ll just make muffins’


‘Today IS the first Thursday of the month…right?’


‘Put onions, heavy cream, vitamin C on the grocery list’


‘Yesterday was the 12……oh crap (sorry mom) BB is due today and I don’t have it’


‘Onions, heavy cream, vitamin C…onions, heavy cream, vitamin C…onions, heavy cream, vitamin C’


‘Crap!  Crap!  Crap! (so sorry ma) it’s due today’

‘Onions, heavy cream, vitamin C…onions, heavy cream, vitamin C…onions…heavy cream, vitamin C’


So, I have no luscious BB recipe for you today.   What I do have are the ramblings of a brain that has been firing on all one cylinder for the last 2 months.

BB recipe and photos will be posted Saturday.   That is if I can find a hammer to smash Superman’s alarm clock before then.

‘Onions, heavy cream, vitamin C’


November 12

I have heard from many of you, asking what kind of camera I have.

Ask, and you shall receive!


I have a Nikon D40x.  Chefboy and Superman purchased this for me for Christmas last year.

Isn’t it beautiful?

Don’t I have great men?

Of course you must add a few scratches on the viewing screen, flour/dough/goop on the shutter key, and a bit of glop on the lens.

It adds character.  At least that is what I’m telling myself.

It came with a 18-135mm AF (auto-focus) lens, and that was my primary lens till a friend of mine sent me a gifty.

A 28-80mm AF lens.

Ever since my beloved precious camera has come home from the doctor, that has been my lens of choice.

I took these pictures of Superman with it.

Thanks Robin, I heart it.

I also have a 50mm lens and I use that for some close ups, but I don’t use it as often.

While my beloved camera was visiting the doctor (for 2 horridly long months) I found myself without a camera, and that just. wouldn’t. do. so I visited my local Stuffmart and got a super great deal on a Nikon CoolPix, in blue.

This little point and shoot camera is great, and it really rocks macro pictures.

This was taken with the CoolPix.

So was this one.

If you are wanting a great little point and shoot, grab one.   I hear the Cannon Powershot is a great one too.

I seriously doubt I will ever be without a camera again.

I heart my camera.

I’d love to know what kind of camera you have.


November 11

Happy Veterans Day.

Thank you Veterans for all that you have done and are continuing to do to keep America safe and free.

Anyone who knows me well, or has been over to my house, knows that there is one household chore that I absolutely abhor.

And that would be dusting.

There is something about all that picking up picture frames or knick-knacks, wiping off the surface, then putting everything back again.

It is just so redundant.

Then, as soon as you are finished, dust begins to layer itself back on the surface.

Why do we even bother?

Today’s TWD recipe that Yolanda of The All-Purpose Girl picked out is Kugelhoph.

I read through the recipe, and it didn’t speak to me.

It didn’t reach out and say “make me…make me now”.

I dreaded making this, and put it off till the last minute.

Superman had to remind me to make it several times, finally pulled me into the kitchen on Sunday, and it went together quickly.

It took 2 hours to double in bulk.

After that,  you have to ‘punch’ down the dough by releasing it from the sides and slapping it against the bowl.

Every. half. an. hour. for. another. 2. hours.

It must rest in the fridge overnight, then it is baked the next day.

Monday, I didn’t want to finish it off.

I didn’t want to finish it off so badly, that I dusted.

I dusted my entire living room, Internet.

Not just with a wool duster either.   I got out the actual furniture polish and dust rag, because if I am anything, I’m a great procrastinator.

sigh….I couldn’t  put it off any longer.

I rolled it out, and filled it with a mixture of ½ c. sugar, 1 tbsp. cinnamon, and 1 tbsp. cocoa.

Rolled it up, put it in my tube pan, because I do not  have a Kugelhoph pan, and set it to raise.





or “until it almost reaches the top of the pan”.

After 4 hours, it had reached the middle of the pan.

I was so done at this point, that I put it in the oven only half raised.

It smelled heavenly.

Just heavenly!

Then when I tried to remove it, it stuck to the pan.

Fixed that, soaked it in butter, and doused it in sugar as per instructions.

Then because I had worked for hours and hours and hours on this thing, I wasn’t about to wait for it to cool.

Oh, Internet, it tastes just as heavenly as it smelled.  The texture is light, and it tasted like cinnamon bread.   I am going to make French Toast out of the leftovers.

It was almost worth the effort.


I won’t be making this recipe again.   It tasted wonderful, but not so wonderful that it was worth 24 hours of babysitting the dough.

If you want to put the effort into making this fabulous cake/bread, then go for it.

Let me know how it turns out.

Maybe you’ll have a better time of it than I did.

Check out Yolanda’s blog for the recipe.