So I spent all day baking for Lincoln's birthday. (Here's where you comment on what a wonderful wife I am.) But really, it shouldn't have taken all day. That just tends to happen with all the distractions of motherhood. Like when Renie pooped in her pull-up before I got it off her this morning, and then somehow managed to get poop all over her clothes and the carpet. But I prevailed and managed to bake 2 pies and 2 loaves of french bread and an apple crisp. The apple crisp happened because I peeled and cut up too many apples. The pies, however, were Lincoln's birthday request instead of cake.
He asked for apple, but since I'm not a huge fan of plain apple pie, I thought I'd make him a traditional apple pie and for myself I'd experiment and come up with my own caramel apple pie. I am very pleased with the results. It may be my new favorite.
For dinner Lincoln requested Stroganoff Sandwich. Back when we were dating, I went to visit him one day at his work. (His Dad's store in the mall). I brought him some leftover stroganoff sandwich my Mom had made. He loved it, and has asked for it for his birthday almost every year since we got married. I changed it a little this time, dicing up the tomatoes and peppers instead of slicing them. It made it easier to eat, and we agreed it looked nice too.
3 comments:
Holy crow Molly!!! You made two pies, two loafs of bread AND and apple crisp with the left over apples!! I am totaly...well, I guess I should just drop down on my knees and start worshiping you! I would have made the one pie thrown away the extra apples. Run around screaming with the poop mess and ended up crying over the burnt pie because I forgot it was in the over while I was running around!! Cheers to you!
Apple pie for his birthday? Molly, you DID marry your father.
LOL! Sounds like you guys had a nice day in spite of the um . . . poopie stuff.
35 reasons.................lovely sentiments
Now let's fork over this recipe for Stroganoff Sandwich
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