As y'all may have remembered from this post, I tend to bake when I'm upset. And sometimes clean. Last week Monk took 6 boxes of stuff to the Goodwill. I am a woman on a mission.
And lest you think that I'm filling my family full of empty calories, you're only half right. I'm modifying recipes to make them healthier. I'm not saying they're great, but they're much better than their original formats.
So, what's on the menu, you ask?
Well, let's see...
Flourless Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip cookies. Recipe courtesy of Vitafamilae.
Oh my word, these are SO GOOD! Addictive would be an appropriate adjective here, I believe.
And next up...
No Bake Cookies. A family favorite and another flourless recipe as well.
And yummy granola. My new pregnancy favorite.
I use it as cereal (much healthier than the processed stuff at the store) almost every morning. I use it in yogurt and just eat it as a snack. Muy bien, mi amigos! (or is it mis amigos?...hmmm...10th grade Spanish will only get one so far in this life.)
All of this was made in one glorious afternoon! There was nary a clean measuring device in my cabinets once the
And might I say....I feel MUCH better!
That and I started prenatal yoga tonight.
Oh, my word.
Okay, so the yoga kind of made me feel fat and out of shape, but I was really trying. A human pretzel I am not.
I, my friends, am pizza dough. Dough being the key word here. As in, DOUGH-Y.
But I want to assure you of one thing. If you poke my belly? I will not under any circumstances smile and go, "hoo-hoo".
And you? You might lose a finger.