Puppy Chow, that nostalgic treat that brings us all back to elementary school snack time and cartons of cold milk.
I am pretty certain the idea of Puppy Chow (Muddy Buddies for some of you) does not need to be sold to anyone. Sugar coated chocolate and peanut butter covered Chex? Sign me right up!
And I get to shake the shit out of a bag until the insides are evenly coated with powdered sugar?
Right on! AmIright?!
I hope you all had a wonderful and lovely Valentine’s Day my Sweets! I know I sure did!
Steven made a quite delicious breakfast of toast, fried eggs, and hash browns, and then we took part in our usual weekend getaway to Target, where we buy all the things. Later that evening we went to Bos Meadery’s new taproom and tried all of their meads…which are to.die.for!!! The Buckwheat and Blueberry varieties were our favorites…so naturally we bought a bottle of each to bring home. From there we went to Old Sugar Distillery for a Hot Chair Toddy (mine with brandy, his with ouzo) and ended the night at Graze for our prix fix dinner. Always amazing and fabulous, and last night was most definitely no exception.
Winter is dragging on for FAR too long…amiright?! I mean, it’s so cold out I can barely breath, and the brisk winds make me appear as though I have been crying to the point my nose is a runny mess. Gross.
Can you believe we are already half way through the 12 days of Christmas Treats?! Whew! Lots and lots of treats!
Today I have a slightly different treat for you…CARAMELS! And not the sketchy microwave kind either. Nope.
These are the legit, on the stove, watch it bubble, don’t stir it too much kind of caramels.
Sometimes you are laying around working on something and the next thing you know there are scones baking in your oven at 11:30pm. To say this is a rare occurrence within our household would be a lie…it happens all the time.
That is the beauty of Steven and mine’s relationship. We are both always up for sporadic and unplanned events…and I would argue that it is that sort of thing that aids in keeping life exciting! I mean, I just don’t believe you can argue that unplanned scones baking in your oven at 11:30pm isn’t exciting. This is the type of unplanned “baking in the oven” I happily look forward to.
Hey there friends! Happy Monday/end of June/OMG I can’t believe it’s almost July/tornado season!
Apparently last night there were MORE tornados in the Madison area…WTF Mother Nature?! I have never experienced SO many tornados in my life!…At least that I recall anywho.
Well, here we are friends…the end of the Week of Scones.
Over the past week we have delved into the wonderful world of scones and jumped around between savory and sweet. We hit up the classics and explored the unknown…and we are ending here with pure delight.
Welcome to day 3 of the Week of Scones here on Brown Bottle Baking!
These scones were the result of a need to provide snacks and an apartment without any eggs. There you have it, the truth behind these beauties.
Sometimes we like to believe all of the treats presented ever so elegantly on the internet are the result of mad planning and careful preparation. While this is true some of the time, it definitely is not the truth all of the time.
Triangle, circle, blob…no matter how you form your scones, they are sure to be the most delightful thing you have eaten in a while, especially when paired with coffee.
My bestie since kindergarten called me up randomly in the midst of this dreary past winter telling me about her lunch date with her sister and how it included a scone. This lunch date lit a bulb and gave her the idea of a week of scones here on Brown Bottle Baking sometime in the Spring, and she just had to let me know, so I could ponder the idea.
Sometimes you bake scones, like an entire batch, and find yourself with too many to eat before they start to lose their delicious scone-like qualities.
You know what I’m talking about, right?! They aren’t as flakey, their softness has started to subside, and all of a sudden when reheated they turn into a rock.
Nobody wants a scone with the qualities of a rock. Nobody.
We had some extra cake in the fridge. I know, right?! Extra cake? Who’s even heard of that? Well, it’s a fact, and I made sure to not waste a single crumb of it.
I threw that cake into my mixing bowl and destroyed it; that’s to say it no longer, in any shape or form, even remotely resembled cake. In all truthiness, it is kind of a sad, sad looking pile of mush…bright red mush to be exact.