Tag Archives: Fruit Is Not Dessert

I Challenge You to a Baking Duel

The other day I posted about lemon-flavored Oreos. And they were delicious.  Then I read about watermelon-flavored Oreos…and I cringed.

I love watermelon. But artificial watermelon flavor tastes gross to me. I feel the same way about grapes and apples.

Has anyone tried the watermelon Oreos? Does anyone want to?

Anyways, I’ve seen tons of yummy new foods in the store lately, but I’m not sure what to do with them. I can’t just eat them. That’s so boring!

Lemon

This counts as a fruit.

How can I make this cookie better?

cereal

Dessert for breakfast!

How can I turn add even more sugar to this cereal?

I love desserts. Duh. And I love baking. But I am not creative or brave enough to create my own recipes. That’s where you come in.

Sugar Dish Me, Domestic Rebel, Girl in a Food Frenzy, Nana Bread, ChocChip Guru, Brittany, and all you other foodies…I’m calling you out.*

This is where you say, “Challenge Accepted.”

What can you make with lemon Oreos or this cereal? I personally am going to use the Oreo as a garnish on a Lemon Meringue Pie Martini.

*I totally stole this idea from Misty. If you’re looking for drink recipes, go here.

Favorite Comment From Last Post: Goes to UndercoverL for using the word “asshat” and to Wordifull Melanie for actually leaving a Pop-Tart. The comment got messed up, but it was perfect in the email.


#15. Dangerously Delicious Pies

Saturday I went to the Baltimore Roller Derby with Misty, which we’ll be posting about soon, but while in Baltimore, we also went to Dangerously Delicious Pies.

Mmmmm…pie.

Thoughtsy: Hello. I’m here for your pie.

I always color coordinate my shirt with my pie filling.

Except before I could have pie, I needed to pregame. Here’s how I prepped during the day:

  • A handful of peanut M&Ms for protein.
  • Two Girl Scout cookie Samoas for…because I’m addicted to them because they’re in season.
  • A cupcake because Misty gave it to me.

All of that prepping for this:

Dean from Supernatural would be proud....

 Misty with the the Baltimore Bomb; I opted for the Mixed Berry Pie, and because the guy (who had incredibly long eyelashes that I would kill for) thought my slice was lacking strawberries, he gave us an extra slice of a different type of berry pie for free. Free pie!

And it was delicious. I usually leave behind the crust not saturated with juicy fruit filling, but there was so much yummy filling that I ate the crust, too.

Look at all that fruit filling....

I can’t wait to go back and try another flavor.

My only recommendation: fruit-filled pies should have an ice cream option. I luuuuuve ice cream on fruit pie.

Also, in case you’re wondering, pie is the only exception to the chocolate-to-fruit ratio.

#15 on my 35 Before 35 is complete! However, I may need to repeat it every time I’m in Baltimore.


Yogi Castle Is My Kingdom

Sometimes you wanna go, where everybody knows your naaaame….

You’re singing the song, aren’t you?

Everybody has a favorite place. A place that you frequent. A place where the server knows your order.

Maybe it’s…

  • The coffee shop you stop at every morning.
  • Where you go every Friday (or Monday through Friday) for happy hour.
  • The bar where you watch the game.
  • The fast food restaurant where your friend works so you order 2 tap waters and go through the drive-thru topless….

For Kiefer and I, our regular place is Yogi Castle.

If you’ve never been to Yogi Castle, this is what happens when you enter:

 Worker: Have you been to Yogi Castle before?

Yogi Castle Newbie: No. I’ve never visited this fine establishment before, but Thoughtsy said you put crack in the frozen yogurt, so I had to check it out.

Worker: (explains that it’s self serve and you pay by weight) Let me know if I can get you any samples.

The other night Kiefer and I walked into our local Yogi Castle, and this happened:

The staff member smiled at us and nodded.

Kiefer: Aren’t you going to ask us if we’ve been here before and if we’d like to sample anything?

Staff member: Nah. I figure you know the drill by now.

Thoughtsy: Did he just call us fat?

As Kiefer and I ate our frozen yogurt (snickerdoodle with cookie dough, caramel syrup, and vanilla syrup), the manager dropped by our table to give us a complimentary bottle of water.

This frozen yogurt is only a representation of mine.*

The place was packed. But only Kiefer and I got free water. Why? Because we’re regulars. As regular as your BMs. Well, maybe not that regular.

One week I went there 3 times in 6 days. Don’t judge me till you’ve tasted it. Once it hits your lips…. Mmmmm….

* 1. My frozen yogurt is never that pretty. 2. My frozen yogurt would not have fruit on it. 3. My frozen yogurt would have some form of chocolate on it.