All I can think about is toast. My eating has been very bad lately. Very emotional. I am of the school that if you want it you should eat it. But eating and eating and eating is not the intended outcome of this school of thought, and that is where my lovely eating compulsion has taken me as of late.
As a note to my future self, whom I'm sure will get out of this funk:
The quinoa-pumpkin muffins I made a few weeks ago were awesome. Pumpkin was a great way to revive the quinoa muffin. I sweetened the batter with pureed apricots (pureed with the water so as not to break the blender). Next time I plan to halve the amount of apricot, and instead add cinnamon and nutmeg and clove and walnuts, to make it more like pumpkin bread. I'm dying to put raisins and shredded carrot in too, but neither of these ingredients is on quinoa day. I might try a dried fruit other than apricots. I'll have to see what is available at the co-op. Figs or dates maybe? Just NOT prunes. Previous attempts to use prunes in my baking were completely gross.
Toast. (Homer-inspired-drooling)
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