Recipes by Barefootkitchenwitch
TWD - Pumpkin Muffins. Well, Actually, I Used Butternut Squash.
October 22nd, 2008
There Will be a TWD Post…
October 21st, 2008
This Year’s Oktoberfest Dessert - Chocolate Cake, But Not Just Any Chocolate Cake
October 21st, 2008
Buttoning Her Own Buttons
October 20th, 2008
Cakes - Be It Ever So Oily - 1997
October 19th, 2008
Mini Apple Pies
October 18th, 2008
Apple Pickin 2008
October 17th, 2008
It’s in the Eyes - Just a Bit of Crazy
October 17th, 2008
What’s in a Name? Or, more to the point, what’s in your Pumpkin Ale?
October 17th, 2008
You’re Upside Down, Sir.
October 15th, 2008Here's what I'm listening to right now, while I wait for the water to boil so I can cook pasta:
Alex is watching Sponge Bob on the tv.
Bill is playing guitar and singing "Landslide" - he doesn't sound quite like Stevie Nicks.
Julia is enthusiasticly honking on a duck call device that Bill keeps among his toys at the bar downstairs.
Now he's trying to sing "Silver Spring."
It really isn't meant to be sung in falsetto.
The Soundtrack Of My Life
October 14th, 2008
The Sky This Morning at About 6:45, Eastern Standard Time
October 14th, 2008
TWD - Lenox Almond Biscotti
October 14th, 2008Cakes - Maple Sugar - 1997
October 14th, 2008
Southern Tier Brewing Company’s Pumking Ale
October 14th, 2008
Extremely White. Mostly.
October 14th, 2008
Cakes - Thomas and 3 Friends - October 2008
October 8th, 2008And me without my TWD post. That's right, I know, I've barely been keeping my membership alive lately, but anyway, I didn't make the TWD recipe this week. Sorry! I'll be back in the game next week.
Oh no, it’s already Tuesday again?
October 8th, 2008
Hold that Pose
October 8th, 2008
Cute Kitten Photo of the Day
October 1st, 2008
TWD Rewind - Brown Sugar-Pecan Shortbread
October 1st, 2008
Tuesdays With Scratchy
September 30th, 2008I'm going through the checkout line with Julia a little while ago.
The cashier is simultaneously ringing up my items and having a conversation with the bagger.
And then she (the cashier) says to me:
"You got a lot of weird-lookin' pasta."