Baking Forth

I have probably gone mad.

Like I wasn't already.

I am piling up recipes like a robin grabbing sticks (we currently have a resident robin down near the basement door who bitches at me every time I go anywhere near the area. And I wind up apologizing to the thing because I keep disturbing it...)

ANYWAY, I am piling up recipes because I want to make me a cookbook. Not someone else's cookbook where I won't use half the stuff, but sort of a me cookbook.

That means no barbecue!

It's getting a wee bit crazy. Since I have no urge to type IN all of this stuff, I'm going online to find every one of them. And it is taking forever to find them, too. Some of them I'll probably have to give in and just type the stupid thing but hey, this is my little cookbook and I decided to do it so boo-hoo if it takes forever and ever...

I'd say two weeks and this damn thing is going to be looking mighty fine.

That is, if I don't lose steam halfway through and wind up chucking the whole thing into oblivion.

Let's hope I have enough hot water under the hood, eh?

Ta,
Bec