Ice Cream for Breakfast :)

My wonderful husband is above all things a sugar addict. He loves all things sweet, especially syrup, cookies, and ice cream.

So on Friday night we were discussing what we wanted for breakfast the next morning. Saturdays we usually make something yummy for breakfast and take a break from our cold cereal ritual. We decided on crepes. I love crepes and had them for breakfast growing up and always enjoy them. Plus I had some frozed berries that I wanted to fill them with. Sounds yummy right?

After we decided on the crepes Eric mentioned putting vanilla ice cream in them as well. I kind of laughed it off thinking he was joking because really, who eats ice cream for breakfast?

Well Saturday morning came and we got up and started making breakfast. I made the crepes and Eric thawed the fruit and added a little sugar to make a sort of syrup out of the juice (always yummy). He got out the powdered sugar and I thought we were good to go. Next think I know the big bucket of vanilla ice cream was sitting on the table. I laughed and followed his lead and put some in my crepe.

It was fabulous! It was totally dessert for breakfast and I would totally do it again! I have discovered another perk to being married to Eric; I can have ice cream for breakfast ;)

I'm becoming domesticated . . .

I work a lot . . . this is not new news. In fact in my single days I ate frozen meals for lunch and microwave popcorn for dinner a lot of the time because that is all that I had time for. Sad I know. Especially since I have always loved to cook. Not much of a baker, but I love cooking.

So this year for Christmas I put cook books on my wish list. I had gotten 3 as wedding/shower gifts, but I read them like novels so a few more would always be nice. Well I got my wish. My husband got me one, plus to cooking magazine subscriptions, my mother in law bought me one, and my wonderful mother got me four (one of which included a free year long magazine subscription). So if you did the math right you would see that I got six cook books, plus three subscriptions.

Don't know what you think, but that is a lot. Of course, I was excited about all of them. Granted I had to make more room on the counter for them and I will need to find another more permanant locaiton because they are taking up tons of my counter space.

So anyway . . . I have been reading away. There are so many new recipes and techniques that I want to try but finding time to cook and try new things during the week seems impossible. But I do find myself actually cooking pretty much everynight. But it makes me wonder what is happening to me. I am finally making a point to plan out meals and pick our recipies and actually follow it for the most part.

I am just starting to realize that I am putting in more effort at home and domestic issues than I have over the past, I don't know, ten years since I left home. Funny how being married has changed things.

Am I Really This Easy To Figure Out?

I have been working in my office for a few years now and am coming up on my third fall season. Every year one of the admin girls (Terri) and I both start getting ready as fall rolls around because fall means pumpkin time. And I don't mean cute little decorative pumpkins or pumpkin carving; I mean to eat. In the fall all of the sudden pumpkin is everywhere: milkshakes, cream cheese, pancakes, cookies, bread, muffins . . . etc. And she and I share the same love of anything and everything pumpkin. So every year we both bring each other whatever we find and the rest of the office just roll their eyes and laugh at us.

Well with my birthday coming up this weekend . . . our new designer (Melissa) decided she wanted to do something for me. Very nice of her. I was out of the office most of the day yesterday and when I got back there was a post it note on my desk to look in the fridge. So when I went to the fridge I found a pumpkin pie and a can of redi-whip. Talk about a way to end a Friday. So the girls all got together for a "meeting" in the conference room and we had birthday pie.


Admittedly, pumpkin pie is one of my all time favorite things. This makes two out of the last three years when I have had pumpkin pie in place of a birthday cake. Both times I didn't ask for the substitution, but friends made it for me. Which begs the question . . . am I really this easy to figure out?

Anybody want a Frickle?

No, not that is not a typo. I spent the last two days in Minneapolis for work. I drove up there with one of my co-workers, Michelle. Before we left she decided to look up a fun place to eat. She and I are both bigs fans of the food network so she looked up Minneapolis on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives. She found a place called the Talk Town Diner that sounded fun so we decided to try it. We had looked at the menu ahead of time so we kind of knew what we wanted.

They had some interesting combinations that I would never have thought of, but the place smelled wonderful. The one thing that Michelle had seen on the menu that she was dying to try was Frickles. They are deep fried pickle chips that you eat like a french fry. I have to admit that I was a little less anxious to try them, but still curious so I didn't complain when she ordered them.

They came out and we both kind of had to laugh . . . and then gave them a try. They were actually pretty good. Totally not a flavor that I have ever had before, but not a bad one. I liked them, but had to quit afte a while cause I had the most amazing grilled cheese sandwich on the way that I needed to leave room for. It was great with chedder and gruyre cheese, tomato and bacon. It was fabulous and I made it though a little more than half of it before I was on overload. Besides that they really had great garlicy french fries too.

This inspired me, next time I travel (even if it is just for work) I am going to try to find fun new places and food to try.