Saturday

Saturday.
What can be said about Saturdays?
They are for relaxing after a long work week.
They are for getting house work done.
They are for new adventures.
All of these things are true for what should be done on Saturdays.

I woke up Saturday with the thought of being productive. I had quite a few things on my To - Do list. I proceeded to get up and get ready. I put the final touches on my grocery list, did some dishes and thought of lunch. Today would be the perfect day to try out some recipes. I recently just finished reading Julie and Julia. You all know how I love Julia Child, so with the thought of lunch and Julia in my mind I grabbed my Mastering the Art of French Cooking of the shelf. I opened to the page for Hollindaise Sauce and for poached eggs. It was decided!

First stop was to Pat Catan's for art and craft supplies. I needed to get more colored pencils for my new coloring book. And a few other things for craft projects I've got laying around. Now the weather this Saturday was cold and gloomy it felt like a perfect fall day. I love this kid of weather and I had missed it terribly. My productivity level was slowly dropping. This was the perfect weather for a snuggle in bed with a good movie list in your jammies with junk food. With this being said my next stop was the grocery store. Not only was the weather gloomy I started to feel terrible. By this time the thought of being productive was gone. I was on my way to the store when peach pie came to mind, so of course I decided I was going to make a peach pie.

By the time I got home I was not feeling any better. I was actually probably feeling worse. I was still going to cook, no matter how I was feeling. I still needed to eat and was starting to get hungry. I read through each recipe and got all my ingredients together.

I started with the Hollindaise Sauce.

Then I poached my egg. It came out almost perfect the first time. At the same time I cooked up some kale in butter and lemon. I cut up some avocado to put on top of the kale, topped it with salt, my poached egg and hollindaise.

I ate my brunch. It was delicious.
I don't eat out much anymore.
Who could blame me?
With food like this.

I had been prepping my ingredients for my peach pie in between cooking hollindaise, kale, and poached eggs. But first I needed a break.

After my break I came back prepped my peaches some more and let them sit for an hour.
In that hour I watched Hocus Pocus.
I mixed all of the ingredients in a sauce pan until it was a gooey, bubbly mixture.
Poured all of that into my pie dough.
Put the top crust on.
Topped that with cut out pieces of extra dough.
And it was ready for the oven.

Baked that sucker for 50 minutes and it came out golden and flakey.

I let it cool for about 10 minutes and then couldn't wait any longer. I dug in. I topped the pie with some banana strawberry "ice cream" that I whipped up earlier.
That was a damn good delicious pie.

xo

*Shine like Glitter*
I pretty much laid in bed all day.
With The Twilight Zone playing.
I made some hot cider, which helped my sore, dry throat.
I ate more pie than I should have.
It was a wonderful day.
I thoroughly enjoyed it.