Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Well, maybe I'll start blogging...

Hey y'all! I figured since I am no longer a 9-5er and am just trying to make a living doing what I love (singing - if you weren't aware) that I would try to give it a shot and blog in  my spare time. Truth be told, I started reading my old TA, Chelsea's blog on the regular and thought to myself, "Excuse me... WHY am I not doing this?! She posts such fun little blurbs about her life's adventures... I should TOTALLY do that too!". So, thanks Chel, for the spark of inspiration.

Let's start this thing off without any false pretenses. I really try to be a Susie Homemaker. I do. But honestly, I can't hang with the likes of these Pinteresty Martha Stewarts that are flooding the inter-webs. WHERE do you people come from?!

I was raised with a hot glue gun instead of a sewing machine, so my skills are pretty limited. We grew up with a love for McDonalds and food from the restaurant my family owned so cooking was not a skill that I really learned either. But I'm trying. My mother is incredibly creative and can make anything out of essentially nothing. And I mean anything. One time, at the very last minute, she made a large cruise ship out of a refrigerator box so that my cousin and I could lip-sync "Good Ship Lollipop" for a talent show in the 1st grade. She's that good.

Therefore, I decided to make a feeble attempt at bringing something cutesy to Easter this year. Mainly, these:


So, off to the store I went to get strawberries, white chocolate, and food coloring (because I was staying at Justin and Kris' house the week before Easter and God knows those boys have zero items of the sort in their kitchen).

I made it home with my 2 containers of strawberries, 2 bags of Ghirardelli white chocolate chips, and some food coloring that was on sale - holler.

I had always seen my mother use a double boiler, so I assumed that was the best way to go. So I had Justin grab me some pans that would work for the task (after a brief dispute over the best way to MAKE a double boiler) and we were on our way. Little did I know that you can overwork and overheat white chocolate quite easily. Isn't that a fun and useful little nugget of information? Well yeah, you guessed it. I made both mistakes and that poor poor white chocolate turned into a pale orange flour-y looking mess. I did my best to add some sunflower oil to bring it back to life, but it was too late...



Justin did his best to get me out of my sour mood while giving my mother funny updates on our progress (don't I look thrilled), but I was still pretty bitter that I had totally ruined 2 bags of chocolate and my precious, precious time. It was 9pm after all:


We had to traipse off in the stormy weather to gather more chocolate because, dammit, I was determined to take something cute and edible to Justin's mom's in the morning for Easter breakfast, and to my parents' for brunch!

We came back with 2 bags of Nestle Tollhouse white chocolate (maybe the Ghirardelli had it out for me) and those little microwavable dipping chocolate containers they sell in the fruit aisle. After nuking and adding coloring in 30 second increments, we had a decent orange color and we proceeded to dipping. They turned out to not be the worst things ever, and I was pretty proud of myself (and Justin) after my mini meltdown, and no one was the wiser.


So... if you are looking for something that is easy and cute, don't choose this unless you know how to work with white chocolate!!!! Haha! Though they did turn out pretty cute at the end, and I was told that they were also delicious. Justin and I had enough white chocolate that night to last us until next year, so we didn't even taste test the finished product. They were darn cute on a plate though!


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4 comments:

  1. Love this! Chocloate is so hard to work with but they turned out so cute! Glad you are blogging now =)

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    1. Aww hooray! Thanks for being my inspiration and helping me with this squirrely site, sister!

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    1. They owned The Red Caboose. My mom did work at Lyons in her youth though.

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