Thanks for all the encouragement on my last post. Y'all are a feisty bunch and I like it.
My stepmother, who is a fabulous cook, called me two weeks ago all a buzz over Amish Friendship Bread.
"Although it's not really bread, it's more like cake."
She said and that I had to make it with my kids and she was overnighting the starter to me first thing Monday morning.
See how pushy she is - making me bake cakes with my children? I know. Ugh.
After getting the starter and the directions which involved mashing it and adding sweet sugar and vanilla and miscellaneous yummenities (not a word), finally, Monday night, it was time to bake our bread. Although, it's not really bread, it's more like cake.
I knew it was time because my stepmother called to make sure I knew it was baking day. She also made me eat a handful of Peanut M&M's and drink a Diet Coke.
The nerve of that woman.
On a side note, I, as a woman, have the right to change my mind at any given moment for any given reason. And so I have. I now prefer Peanut M&;M's to Milk Duds. I'm not saying I won't go back to my first love or anything but, for now, Peanut M&M's are the new black. Or the new Milk Dud's. Or my greatest impediment to being bathing-suit-ready. Whatever.
Ok, back to the bread. That is really more of a cake...
Olivia wanted to do the caramel pudding/dried apple variation so I bought her the stuff and she went to work.
She stirred, and added, and measured until it was a big bowl of yummy batter.
I don't have a picture of the finished product because it was gone before it came out of the pan. It was awesome, and I even let the kids have a bite. Darius loved it except he thought there were too many mangos in it.
News flash, there weren't any mangos in it.
Then we bagged up four "Amish Friendship Bread, that's actually more like a cake, Starters" and delivered them to unsuspecting friends.
Now, for the behind the scenes...
While we were baking, Devron brought multiple bugs in the house to show me. Here is his ladybug. Right near the food.
Najee is in the background about to make some Ramen Noodles because he wasn't so sure about the bread/cake and basically can't be in my house for more than 3.2 minutes without making a bowl of noodles. Well, as long as they're not full of Sodium.
The kids also had fun with my camera. This is only one of about a billion pictures they took of my ugly dog.
Nice tongue Scout. Way to try.
And Dea, being the sweet big brother was building a race car on his Xbox game for Sadie. This is the conversation I overheard from the kitchen.
"Sadie, what kind of rims do you want? You want your car sittin' on some 22"s or 24"s
"Ith that the biggetht you can get?"
"No, you can get some 26"s or 30"s but those are way big. Have you ever seen a Hummer sittin' on some 30"s? They're bigger than you."
"YEAH! Thath what I want. And purple. Can they be purple?"