Holla!

I love books. One of my favourite past times is to explore a bookstore, pouring over fine print on glossy jackets before settling on one (or ten) choices. But I find that ever since I really got into grad school, and now with my new job being very similar to academic work – the last thing I want to do after a day of learning, hunched over a desk reading lines of a manuscript or journal articles, is to sit and read more.

Don’t get me wrong. My job is great. Learning is a sport. But, balance, you know? So in the off-hours, I set aside books to hike and explore and take pictures and bake foolish things full of sugar.

I want to do. So, on this gorgeous spring day, I’m heading out to take the dog on an interminable walk.

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But first, breakfast. Brown sugar challah bread (courtesy of my new favourite food + photography blog, My Name is Yeh.) Only tweak was a brown sugar glaze and sea salt sprinkles (pomegrantes ain’t so plentiful in Atlantic Canada).

I won’t tell you how many pieces I ate. Or how long I didn’t wait for it to cool completely.

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A Few Words on Butter Horn Rolls

Because I wanted to feel like a fancy-pants for our penultimate Easter supper, I made these little fellas from the America’s Test Kitchen (ATK) Family Baking Book. Even typing or saying them sounds fancy. I even affect a slight British accent when I say it, although none of my relatives across the pond made them in my memory or presented them alongside a turkey dinner.

Anyhow.

Easy to assemble, all was well until the tray cooking on the lower rack burned their bottoms. (Which I promptly took care of by ripping off the tops and eating.)