Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Blooming Tea

So. Did some research. Blooming tea. It's a real thing. Yep. Tea. That blooms.

From what I understand, it's the tea leaves wrapped around an actual flower. It's all rolled up into this little nutmeg like creature, that, when you add boiling water, or probably any water, blooms. The tea leaves unfold and you have the flower thing in the middle. The end result is very lotus like, although there are, apparently, several different styles of blooms, like lotus or sunflower or, you know, other...blooms... It would seem that the flowers inside the tea bundles are usually something fragrant like jasmine or marigolds.

Teavana, my go-to tea site, is only offering one type of the blooming tea. I'm not sure if this means it's a relatively new thing, or if blooming tea isn't that popular. I only heard about it when my grandmother sent me a variety pack. Honestly, I've been too scared to try the suckers, being the somewhat snobbish tea-hog that I am.

If you want to check out blooming tea for yourself, Teavivre has a fairly solid page on them. Or, you know, google-magic.

Thursday, April 25, 2013


I know I said no more tea, at some point, maybe... I lied. I've recently heard about "flowering teas." I'm not entirely sure how fascinating this may or may not be, but I'm going to find out, and report back. From what I've heard it's tea that blooms.

That's right, blooms.

Again, not much research done on this subject, but there will be an update, and the world will know.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Lesson Learned

Banana bread is a staple in any diet. Even if you're deathly allergic to bananas, which is a thing, you eat banana bread. You die, but you die happy. That's why, over the weekend, I made some. The bananas were overly ripe, there was sugar in the cupboard, and I had the kitchen to myself. So, banana bread.

Everything went well enough, no major mishaps with the flour or anything. I left it in the oven a little too long, but no burnage. It came out as a fairly decent loaf of bread. And that's when I decided to go out with a friend.

Assuming it would be safe, I pushed the loaf, now cooling on a small rack, to the back burner of the stove. It was too hot to wrap and put away, and typically, Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum don't climb on the stove to eat things. Butter off the island, yes. Bread off the stove, no.

So, adventures with the friend. Fun times. The usual, except for a lack of dinner. That was okay, though, because I had that wonderfully fresh banana bread waiting for me at home. Or, had the two cretinous dogs not jimmied themselves up on the stove, that's what would've been waiting.

Two dogs, one loaf. The whole thing gone. Not even a crumb.

Lesson learned, I guess. Don't leave banana bread, or bread, or any food you've been craving, on the stove, because the dogs will seek and destroy that glorious work of digestible art.
Photo by J.Cust

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Still feelings lazy. But, this time, it's something helpful. Or, I guess, I thought it was helpful.
Thanks to @wearPACT for sorting through the PLU code jungle and putting this colorful, easy-to-read graphic on the interwebs.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

I'm feeling incredibly lazy, and haven't tackled any remotely interesting food related obstacles lately. So look at the pretty pictures.

This is another unfortunate case where I can't find photo or blog credits, but, let's face it, this is awesome and needs to be shared. So, if anyone stumbles aimlessly upon this and happens to know who did these wonderful little creatures, they should drop a line so legalese and credits can be cleared and given, respectively.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013


So, this has almost nothing to do with making food.

That's a lie. It has absolutely nothing to do with making food.

Thanks to youtuber Mister Epic Man for this... intersting? video.

Sunday, April 7, 2013


I might try this. Or just some crepes, because, if you'll look at the end picture, it doesn't look terribly appetizing. Meat-like, actually. But crepes...
Unfortunately, I can't find any trace of Skwidle on the internet, but this was posted on the wonderful site I Waste So Much Time. If the enigma that is Skwidle sees this, they should make contact, so I can confer that use of the delightful image is okay.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Seems Legit

I was stuffing myself with peanut-butter pie earlier and came to the conclusion that, at this point in time, it's a miracle I'm not a four-hundred pound behemoth, who can only be transported throughout the world via crane.

Maybe that's what will happen when my metabolism really decides to crash.

But, seriously, if you look at what I've been eating... If it's not the actual cake or dish itself, it's the pan scrapings. And let me tell you, if you're skipping on scraping every little but of batter or crust left in a pan, you're missing the best part. There's something about fighting the spatula to conform to the sides of a bowl that make things like cookie dough taste better than just fishing out some of the raw stuff with a spoon.

I need some salad. Excuse me.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

I Caved

Easter, at our house at least, involves Italian food. This is great. Who doesn't love lasagna, especially when you've hand rolled the pasta, made the bechamel, grated the cheese, and made the meat sauce? 

Yeah. There was meat involved. Pork, specifically. Which, a few months ago, would've been fine. At that point no creature was off limits. Now, not so much. Saying I was torn between sticking to the "poultry-only" rule and the "it's hand-made lasagna" thing is an understatement. I stayed up for two nights debating whether to eat, or not to eat.

Well, not really. Let's face it. Lasagna.
Pasta. Photo by J.Cust
Meat sauce. Photo by J.Cust
Bechamel. Photo by J.Cust
Parmigiano reggiano. Photo by J.Cust
Repeat. Photo by J.Cust
Exactly. Photo by J.Cust