For some reason, I really got into the baking mood over the weekend. After my cinnamon rolls were such a success, I decided to try something savory for Sunday dinner. So I made that sweet roll dough and filled it with a mixture of ground beef, onions, corn, mushrooms, cheddar cheese, and spices. Then I folded the whole gigantic mess over, sealed the edges and baked it.
Even though I think it needs some fine tuning, to say it was good would be an understatement. Middle Minion tried it with ketchup and mustard, but we both agreed that it would be better with barbeque sauce. It’s a lot like a cheese burger, but different. Like I said, it will require more fine-tuning before I’m ready to call it done.
Tam and I want to start making our own bread. I used to do that every day when Spawn was a baby. I was a stay-at-home mom, so each morning I’d get the daily batch started, and work on it throughout the day. Every. Day.
I did that for about two months before I said, “fuck it. I’m tired.” I may not have given up so easily if I’d had some help with the kneading. Or, you know, a nice stand mixer with a dough hook attachment.
But I had started experimenting with different types of bread, ending on a wonderful concoction containing whole grains, seeds, raisins, and chopped walnuts. It was glorious, but the menfolk were blasé about it and shrugged off my hard work, which is where the “fuck it” finally surfaced.
Tam, on the other hand, will not be blasé about amazing bread. We’re also going to try our hands at gluten free, and/or reduced gluten bread. Most Minor Minion has already said he’ll help, so this could be a really fun winter in the kitchen at Chez Chaos.
I’ll keep you posted.