TWD: My lack of attention to detail strikes again!

I had a really wonderful weekend. I drove down to London (Ontario) to say goodbye to my boyfriend, who left for Italy very early Saturday morning. Then I headed over to my oldest brother's house to meet up with my family, who I have seen pretty infrequently since I moved to Toronto for my internship. My second oldest brother brought his two children, two year old Julia and almost-six month old Noah, who are, I'm pretty sure, the sweetest kids in the history of the world. No exaggeration. As a group, we all went to a farmer's market on the outskirts of London Saturday morning, where Julia flirted her way into a free plum from a mesmerized vendor. Then she grabbed a sweet potato from a different vendor and hugged it like it was a teddy bear, posing for the camera like she was squeezing her new best friend. Adorable. I'll be turning that sweet potato into sweet potato corn chowder later in the week. Hopefully my niece will forgive me!

That night I barely slept at all -- no more than 2 hours at a time, and no more than 4 hours in total. Sharing a basement with a baby will do that to you. So I've been having a hard time thinking clearly and rationally today, to say the least. The simplest concepts at work were well beyond me.

Which brings me to this week's Tuesdays With Dorie.

After last week's forgetfulness, you would think that I would have learned my lesson and paid a bit more attention to this week's recipe, Granola Grabbers. Uh, not so much. I bought rolled oats thinking that, since the recipe called for granola, it was perhaps an American way of saying oats. Had I known that Dorie actually meant granola, I could have made some, but since I only discovered that yesterday afternoon at work, I didn't end up having time to make the granola for the cookies. I blame my lack of sleep. Rather than risk wasting the ingredients by using the plain oats, I decided to make the cookies later. Hopefully I can make and post them tomorrow! In the meantime, here are photos of last week's ice cream, finally, blissfully frozen.


I had read some complaints that the ice cream tasted too strongly of sour cream. I love sour cream, so maybe I'm biased, but to me it tasted like blueberry cheesecake. Definitely a unique and delicious ice cream, and it was a nice (dare I say healthier?) change from typical custard based ice cream.