baking, food, humour, Personal, poetry

Ode to a Baked Potato, on First Coming Out of the Oven

Your salted skin,

Thin, crisply brown,

Conceals within

A wealth of starch,

And butter is

Your golden crown.


Though lowly born,

O child of earth,

Your value is

A ransom’s worth

To one who knows

A famine’s dearth.


The light of sun

You do not know,

But heated by

An oven’s glow,

You bring us warmth

From lands below.

baking, Christmas, Christmas baking, dessert, food, Holidays

Crème Brûlée

This Christmas I received a very exciting present: a chef’s torch, which neatly combines my love of making fancy desserts with my love of setting things on fire. I have wanted one since I was about 15 years old, and this year my husband obliged me. It was easy to fuel and use, not to mention being a (literal) blast!

The recipe I used was from King Arthur Flour’s website: Crème Brûlée. Straining the custard is very important for achieving the incredibly smooth and creamy texture. I used turbinado sugar instead of demerara, but it worked fine and caramelizing it was really fun. The instructions are simple, but so is the dish! Aside from all the equipment required . . .



food, Personal

The old bacon and e.

Tomorrow will mark my first three weeks on the ketogenic diet. I will show my journey using pictures of Bertie Wooster (as portrayed by the inimitable Hugh Laurie).

First, I will describe the diet: you eat lots of fat, protein, and vegetables. Very specific vegetables, though. Spinach and broccoli and such. The greener, the better. None of this carrot and corn business, as least to start out with. Nor any fruit, bread, or pasta . . .

Bertie captures well my reaction at realizing what this diet will involve.
No . . . pasta?
It does indeed, Bertie. Right away from one’s watering mouth.

So what is all of this in aid of? Well, it’s a good diet for weight loss (you don’t get hungry either–not with all the bacon and eggs you’ll be scarfing down). But that is not my primary reason for trying it. It is supposed to be a ‘low-inflammation diet’, and I have a lot of inflammation, and therefore, pain.

So far, I am not noticing a significant decrease in pain. But I’m (mostly) willing to give it a fair try.

And as much as I miss toast and apples, I love drinking whole milk with cream poured in. Yes, you read that correctly. It is delicious.