January 2, 2012

January 2nd: Fig Muffins, Vanilla Pudding Cake

New Year. New you. New me. Much to look forward to in 2012!


What is a food blog without a camera? That is my question this week. My camera has died, for real this time, and I don't know when a replacement will be purchased. Current funds need to go towards things like skates and helmet for daughter #1, nursery set up for baby-to-be, and pre-natal yoga classes for yours truly.


At times that Greg is home, I will make do with his iphone. At other times ... my blog will be sadly picture-less. I apologize.


Facing the return to the grind tomorrow, I decided to cook up a last fancy meal before weeknight reality sets in. Then I got really inspired, and made muffins for breakfast and cake for dessert. It was a good last day at home.


For breakfast, I made, from the 2012 Milk Calendar: Walnut-Fig Muffins. These are healthy, with whole wheat flour, ground flaxseed, and just figs and honey for sweetener. They are tasty too. I'll be eating these for breakfast at work this week, which should make the return a little easier.




I found my fancy supper recipe in the Ottawa Citizen in November, although it originally comes from Ruhlman's Twenty, by Michael Ruhlman: Weekday Coq au Vin. Despite its "weekday" name, I figured it would take too long for a normal weeknight, and that was good thinking. This took forever, didn't cook according to plan, and after all the work that went into it, I'm tossing the recipe. Really, it's just chicken legs, and they don't even have that much meat on them. Not enough reward for the effort.


For dessert, I made another recipe from the 2012 Milk Calendar: Vanilla Pudding Cake, served with a sprinkle of icing sugar and strawberries from the freezer (and wow, these taste so much better than the fresh ones available this time of year). After all the excess in our lives since Halloween, I told Olivia yesterday that there would be no more treats. She protested some, but not too much. Then tonight when I told her I was making cake, she gave me the most confused and quizzical look and said, "But you said no more treats!" What a smart cookie. I told her homemade treats occasionally will still be okay. She's down with that.

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