I’m going to let you in on a little secret. It has to do with yeast.
The continuation of the Monkey Bread saga continues…click here for part 1 from yesterday.
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My tween girl and I were baking bread (me) and Monkey Bread (her). While the doughs were rising, and the dishes piling up, and I had my back turned for a moment, she disappeared.
Because, kids. 🙃
“Let’s make Monkey Bread,” she said.
“I wanna bake,” she said.
Disclaimer: this is an attempt at some silly humour. If you’re [still] a snowflake and can’t take my attempt of describing a slice of life in a locked-down, metropolitan 🇨🇦 family, best piss off before leaving a passive aggressive comment. Sorry not sorry.
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The apocalyptic stash of Pringles is now officially gone.
I bought three cans and a few bags of chips before this all happened, and the boys have been out twice for supplies since we sequestered ourselves in our home in IDK, 14, 15 days now.
The chips are gone. All of them. 😶
I find myself facing a dilemma. It appears I no longer have a choice here.
I’m going to lock my teenager in the shed. 😛
Please excuse the poor quality of the pictures. My phone obviously needs its eye cleaned…
I don’t have much fresh stuff in the house anymore (it’s been 7 days we’ve been staying home) and I feel too uninspired to venture out so I created a new salad with what I still have on hand.
Clearly, I’m not social distancing from my fridge as per my previous post… (ha).
Staying home? Beware of this:
Here’s a social distancing tip you may not have considered until you’ve spent at least 24 hours in lock-down in your own home.
Maintain a distance of 6 meters between you and:
- The fridge
- The kitchen cupboards
- The pantry
- The normal emergency food stash
- The apocalypse emergency stash
- The car emergency stash
- The kids school lunch snack stash
- The kids own secret candy stash
- The birdseed/pet kibble/dog treats stash…
So we’re keeping sane being under house arrest. Mostly by doing creative things. Like cooking. And art. And perfecting the art of Call of Duty gaming. (I don’t know…ask a teenager.)
It’s funny, really, I read about lock-downs in many places across the globe and they’re all talking about school work being assigned to children.
MINE have NONE.
I haven’t packed a school lunch in…days!
I have however made supper every day. Boo.
Wanna know what I cooked yesterday?
I stretch meat when I can, since I’m feeding meat eaters here…But I do it for two reasons: get more meat for our hard-earned buck, and to boost flavour and nutrition.
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There is a pub in our neighbourhood that serves traditional Polish food. Or, Eastern European (so northern Germany, into the Baltic states, etc…) If you like Schnitzel and potatoes and pickled things and, um…beer, well this pub serves that.
What’s more, it’s walking distance from our house.