Discovered these photos and thought I’d share.
A big success this weekend: made an apple pie with a homemade crust!
|OK…maybe it doesn’t look THAT beautiful. Those are decorative leaves on the pie, people!|
I was possessed. Had. to. make. apple. pie. I’ve never been a very successful pie maker….my crusts taste like salty boot leather. This time out, I utilized the nifty food processor to mix (not too much!) the fat and flour. I used mostly butter (with just a dab of the wonder-ingredient Crisco) for this pie crust. I rolled it out between 2 sheets of parchment paper. The crust was flaky, delicate and delicious. How could it not be wonderful with 8 gallons of butter? I waded through puddles of flour and toiled for hours wiping the embedded white stuff off the deco-molding on my 1960’s kitchen cabinets. Probably won’t be making pie again any time real soon.
Now for failure. I wanted to bring you…my valued chicken-wing reader…an adorable Halloween post. Something to tickle your funny bone and get you into the spirit of the wicked holiday. Yes….I was going to bring you the fearsome-ness of………..
I know…it was midday and the harsh light was unflattering. I know better.
|Something is making me uncomfortable.|
But I found this devil mask at the local walmarts and just HAD to show it to Roxy Doxy.
|Hello?! Notice the slanted right eye! No good…..|
Have you ever noticed doxies have rather long, narrow faces?
|I’ll pry the stupid thing off with my very own paws!|
The satanical mask was grossly too wide for Doxy’s petite face….so I worked on it.
|There’s a reason it’s called floral wire….it’s for FLOWERS.|
Using available floral wire, I simple poked a couple holes in the bottom portion of the mask and twist-tied the wire around her snout.
|Why couldn’t I have the Kim Kardashian custume??|
Perhaps I turned the twisty-tie thingy a smidge too tight??
|No amount of treats is worth this humiliation.|
I never got the perfect devil photo:
|I hate you.|
Big, mega FAIL. If it’s not Kim Kardashian or Lady GaGa, Roxy Doxy wants no part of it. Don’t feel too sorry for her. After the unsuccessful Satan photo shoot, I let Doxy engage in one of her FAVORITE activities.
|Where’s the beef?|
You guessed it! Sniffin’ out the walmarts bags for a special doggie treat!
Of course, she found one.
Enjoy your successes and learn from your perceived ‘failures’.
Oh…and it never hurts to add PLENTY of butter.
Autumnal love to all.