Six eggs and three cups of milk. To save two bananas that were beyond their level of ripeness. Some extra rum. Some extra brown sugar. My first bread pudding for my father. A success.
Two eggs. 1.5 cups of milk. A little over 2 cups of flour. Some nutmeg. A little vanilla. To make one batch of pancakes that were thrown into the garbage.
Another 2+ cups of flour. Butter. A lot. 4 large Mutsu apples. And one great apple pie. Of which I had one spoonful (of mostly apples and none of my buttery, flaky tart).
All of that equals not one picture. And I feel this blog suffering for it. The pie was beautiful. A delight in its white pie plate, if not in my belly.
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