Hello from Boston suburbia. Still stuck inside. The snow has not yet stopped, and we’re up to two feet and counting! I’m not complaining yet, but talk to me when it’s time to dig out my car. Then I may not be so happy.
To kick off our second morning of being snowed-in, we decided to make waffles. Well, let me clarify. Boyfriend made waffles while I booked my flight to Salt Lake City, Utah for the 2013 Blend Retreat in May!!! I was excited to find two nonstop flights that weren’t crazy expensive. Some of the cheaper flights were ridiculous- transfers and 3-hour layovers at LAX or Seattle? Sorry (not sorry) but I’m not going to spend an extra 5 hours on a plane and head several states west of where I need to go! Time is money, right?
Back to the waffles.
I received this waffle maker a few years ago as a gift, and it gets a lot of use. For a petite girl, I get cravings for giant waffles more often than one may think, and don’t for a second doubt my ability to eat an entire huge Belgian waffle. With syrup and fruit, nonetheless.
In college, there was a really cute diner around the corner from campus:
They had awesome waffles, and I have so many fun memories of mornings off-campus with my girlfriends. Of course, the thing about waffles is that you are guaranteed to be full for the majority of the remainder of the day, but it’s the price to pay, right?
Another thing I like about making waffles at home is that they cook so quickly.
Our waffle maker is by CuisineArt and there’s a great little timer in the machine. It lights up red when it is working, and turns green when it’s ready (meaning either it’s preheated and ready for batter, or the waffle itself is done cooking.) It also beeps fairly loudly (and annoyingly) to signify the waffle is ready to eat.
Boyfriend and I have a discrepancy about syrup. I prefer all-natural syrup, while he likes the fake kind. To each his own, right?
For our waffle recipe, click back here!
In addition to all the baking, organizing, and blogging this weekend, I managed to find time to paint my nails a baby blue hue:
(Yes that is a “Honey Badger don’t care” coffee mug.) The nail color was part of this nail pack I got for Christmas:
Nail polish…the little things in life, right?
Lastly, I feel compelled to report that we are one episode away from being all caught up with Homeland. I have such a weird relationship with this show- don’t get me wrong, I love it. I’m so addicted that I might need a 12-step program. But I really can’t stand any of the characters. Except Saul. I like Saul. But I’m so distressed; I don’t want this season to end. In all honesty, I feel a little like this:
What am I going to do with myself?????? I have to wait until SEPTEMBER, 2013 for season 3?!?!?!?!
Reader Question(s): What’s your “guilty pleasure” food? What TV show/season did you not want to see end?