Phew, I survived my first day of classes…not that there was much to survive through. There was alot of this:
Reading and snackage. And not a whole lotta work. Done at 1:30? Yes please. Although I know later in the semester the afternoons will be reserved for study time and such, it was nice to come straight home, prop my feet up and relax.
Besides the dogs peeing multiple times on our new carpet, and waking up super early only to realize I didn’t actually have a class at 8:00 AM, the morning started off swell:
Enough about school. On Saturday, I was able to go to a private pastry-making class where I learned all the dirty tricks and tips that real bakers live by. Thank you Sur la Table!
Personal apple pies (fall, come now), blackberry & nectarine galettes, and macadamia nut brittle were on the menu and in my tummy.
We learned to make the perfect pie dough and made all of our goodies from the same recipe. The class definitely peaked my interest in baking professionally even more. I’ll be posting the pie dough recipe soon because everyone needs to try it. It might rock your world.
Naturally I have to [quickly] relate this back to recovery. 😉
1) Butter is not only OKAY but it is GOOD. Give me olive, coconut, sunflower seed oil, but don’t touch me with a stick of butter. I don’t even remember the last time I cooked with butter-sad! Sometimes you have to go all out and have the real thing (in small quantities of course). Besides, butter is what makes the consistency and flavor of real pastries so perfect. I realized it’s time to get over my incessant fear of using that creamy substance because we used a boat load. My homegirl Paula Deen would have been proud.
2) The class interrupted my mid-afternoon snack. Crazy right?! I snuck a bag of kettle corn in from home just in case, but how disgusting would it be if I was shoveling food down my throat and then digging my fingers into a community pastry? I started feeling faint, fungry, and famished…which got me thinking…how in the world did I ever live like that on a daily basis? How did I survive while denying my body food? There are still days when I’m tempted to eat less or not at all, but that was a huge wake up call. It. was. miserable. to not have food in mah belly!
Butter is good. Food is good.
Do you cook with butter a lot?
Favorite kind of pie? Cinnamon apple or sweet potato pie. Ohmygosh I can’t wait for the holidays.