Gothic Granola

Pancakes, in general, are my culinary nemesis.

Let's just say that I'm super-thankful I get to eat chocolate-banana protein smoothie with chocolate cereal for breakfast because I'm an adult and I can make my own choices. I also saved a bunch of money on BLOG HOSTING! (I bet you thought I was going to say car insurance. Nope!)  I'm baaaaack with Blogger!  By transferring domain hosting and changing platforms, I'm back at the simpler space of Blogger.  Yes, this change broke every link and image in all almost 400 posts I've made since April 2011.  Yes, I just finished earlier this year finally  reposting all of the 2012-2013 posts with pictures, heavily edited, and now I have to do all that over again.  It's all worth it, for saving twenty times what the hosting and platform change costs me now.

I just finished watching The Neon Demon , and I had the same squeamish feeling while attempting to eat a cherimoya as I have just now.  Spoiler alert: The Neon Demon involves human blood ingestion. [caption id="attachment_5324" align="aligncenter" width="223"] I'm afraid of blood, but I write about vampires.[/caption]

...Without moving to a tropical climate.  I live in the Rocky Mountains at 9,000 feet above sea level and I like living here.  Even when it's 13 degrees Fahrenheit outside during the day and especially when it's snowing.  [caption id="attachment_5333" align="aligncenter" width="287"] Wanna go for a swim?[/caption]

This is not sorbet.  You have been warned.

Good grey, sir. Lord Earl Meow Grey Cat III likes a proper scone.

Cast iron pans: sign of a true DIY-er, in this day and age of convenience food and non-stick cookware.  Or a sign of someone who grew up in the Southern or Western United States.  Or the sign of a "foodie" poseur.

Pistachio buns, meet pistachio cake.

Welcome back, all five of you who read GG: did you notice that things have changed? The new motto is " aut facere aut mori ," which I translate from Latin to English as "make or die" or "do or die." 

If a recipe has a superlative adjective in the title, I raise my eyebrows.  Calling something the "best," "last you'll ever need," "fudgiest," etc., is a matter of opinion. Crustuli delectamentissimus sunt. That photo couldn't be more staged if I tried (and I tried to take a neat photo for once!).

Much like my sourdough recipes, this recipe's usefulness is limited by the equipment you have on hand.  However, you could very well make this outside of a bread machine.  For the first time in three years, I don't have a gas stove, and a countertop bread machine bakes better bread than an electric oven.   The bread machine doesn't warm the apartment like the oven does, though!

Ice cream cake is simple: cookie crumbles, ice cream, and syrup and/or preserves. Remember when cookie used to be spelled "cooky?"  I wasn't alive then, but I read my mom's copy of Ginny's Baby-sitting Business (Catherine Woolley, 1969) in 2001, and there it was, "cooky" instead of cookie.

Running with scissors is fun until you fall.   via GIPHY So is corporate wellness: it sounds like a tonne of fun, with stretch breaks on the clock, healthy snacks in the break room, employer-sponsored massages, health coaching, exercise classes...