So the past few days, I’ve been a little manic in the kitchen.  I used to be part of a meal swap but stepped back for a bit in order to look at what it means to eat glocally.  But now we don’t have yummy freezer meals to prepare, and I don’t seem to remember this until a few minutes before the Hubby gets home, plus my creative spark is just gone.  So this weekend I cooked.

I’ve made:

• applesauce in the crockpot
• beans in the crockpot
• moroccan lentil soup in the crockpot with beans from the crockpot
• applesauce bread with the applesauce from the crockpot (can’t link:  I actually got that one from a cookbook – gasp!)
• applesauce muffins from (see above) (but with whole grains and no frosting)
• blueberry muffins
• amish puffed cookies with butterscotch chips
• amish puffed cookies with white chocolate chips (because the Hubby thought the flavors would be better)
• sausage and bean casserole with beans from the crockpot
• a triple batch of waffles
• a triple batch of pancakes

Some of these things were consumed; most were frozen.  And yet, my itch still hasn’t been satisfied.  But after running the dishwasher every day (and having the last load not really clean because I got a little too creative with my stacking so the Hubby graciously hand-washed everything), I’m thinking it’s time to lay down the kitchen utensils.

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