For Thanksgiving this year, Mother Duck and I were inspired to try replicating the butterscotch cinnamon pie that Toriel bakes in Undertale. As far as I can tell, this is not a pre-existing recipe, so I had to consult some cooking websites that we were less familiar with for some directions. It took us two tries to get it right, but we were eventually successful. A brief account of our endeavors shall begin below, but if you’re eager to make the pie right this instant, I shall provide the link to the recipe we used right here.Continue reading Making Toriel’s Butterscotch Cinnamon Pie from Undertale
Mother Duck and I always enjoy trying new recipes, and more often than not, we find that we stumble upon them quite by accident rather than by seeking them out. The other day, we decided to watch a Youtube video whose most appealing attribute was the thumbnail showcasing insanely fluffy pancakes. Called “happy pancakes”, these are made with pretty much the same ingredients as regular pancakes, but with the addition of fluffy egg whites to make them huge and puffy. Continue reading We Make Mildly Content Pancakes
The Plaza Inn seems to be a bit of an obsession for me this year. And since I enjoy recreating foods from Disneyland (Tigger Tails, Blue Bayou gumbo, and the Pixar Fest cake), I thought it was time I tried my hand at making the Plaza Inn’s famous fried chicken and ridiculously yummy mashed potatoes. Continue reading Recreating the Plaza Inn’s Chicken and Taters
During the recent trip Mother Duck and I took to Disneyland, we ate a variety of delicious things. Our favorite meal was at the Blue Bayou, though it was not our main entrees that we remember the most fondly. Rather, it was the gumbo that came prior that was the most scrumptious savory thing we had that fine weekend. With our next visit to the “happiest place on Earth” sometime in the future, we had no choice but to see if we could make our own Disneyland gumbo at home. Continue reading The Secret of Disneyland Gumbo
While I write a decent amount about food on this blog, I realized that I rarely include any actual recipes. The other day, we decided to make some muffins using an old family recipe, created by my great grandmother on my mother’s side, who originally hailed from Genoa, Italy. This is not exactly an Italian recipe; I just thought that was an interesting detail to include, nonetheless. Continue reading Bonus Post: Great Grandmother’s Muffins
From time to time, Mother Duck and I enjoy baking new things. Well, to be more accurate, we don’t always enjoy the process of baking, but we certainly enjoy the results. One recent recipe we decided to try was a caramel dobos torte, a twelve-layered cake with caramel buttercream, the recipe for which came from British baker Mary Berry. Now there’s a nice name if there ever was one.
First of all, I’ll just tell you guys now that we had no intention of actually making twelve layers. That’s a bit too fancy for us. Though we had actually halved the recipe, no, we did not plan on making six layers, either. Rather, we were perfectly content with two layers because cake is cake, no matter how many layers it has. And yet, even now, we were getting ahead of ourselves because the first step of the recipe was creating homemade caramel. This is something we had never done before, and it felt like a monumental task indeed! Continue reading Fun and Confusion with Caramel
It’s kind of funny because, for the longest time, I’ve wanted to try a good whoopie pie. They aren’t really the most exciting treat in the world. I just wanted to try one for myself. Problem is, they don’t usually sell them in stores, and the store-bought mix I once tried, specifically made for whoopie pies, mind you, didn’t turn out very good. I can’t remember why. I just didn’t like it. Recently, a day came when I said enough was enough. I was going to eat a whoopie pie, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop me. Continue reading The One Whoopie Pie That Could
I have become a bit of a tea-drinker over the last few months. It’s silly, really, but it’s become a little bit of an obsession, especially lately. Why it suddenly occurred to me that I was in dire need of some fine china, I have no idea, but I did. I ended up scouring my local stores-that-sell-stuff-like-that, and I managed to find one that sold several designs of bone china (it sounds creepy, but they are quite nice) teacups and saucers. I feel rather silly about the whole thing, as I am not normally the type for frilly things. I play Halo, darn it. And own a Keyblade. But, those teacups were too great to pass up and now occupy a special shelf in the kitchen, after I cleared away the ugly cups. I have yet to locate any fancy plates, however, or those three-tiered thingies, but I suppose I have a head start in my bizarre road to poshness. Continue reading The Duck Has a Real Afternoon Tea
Even though it’s not a meal.
Okay, so this post is late, but all my posts are late…um, lately, so whatever. I can do what I want. I’m a duck. So, Thanksgiving, a holiday where people partake in turkey, whether or not they actually enjoy consuming the flesh of the chubby and flightless bird. Well, as I just said, ducks don’t follow the rules, so I didn’t have any turkey this year. For Thanksgiving, I mean. I did have some yummy turkey sandwiches throughout the year, but I don’t think that counts. In fact, I didn’t have any meat for my Thanksgiving dinner, as I decided to do something different this year. Which is very different indeed for me, as I do so enjoy eating delicious pieces of animals.
But, alas, despite my great love of yummy critters, I just ate soups for this Thanksgiving. That’s right, soups. I had three different kinds, corn and potato chowder, my pumpkin soup from Halloween, and squash and pear curry soup, all while watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade, which was quite fun. I made the corn chowder in a crock pot, while the rest was made on the stove, along with some delicious stuffed eggs and some rolls on the side. To summarize my meal, the corn chowder was awesome because the potatoes were so absurdly soft. I mean, it was ridiculous how soft they were. The pumpkin soup was the same as I remembered (psst, I added nutmeg even when it wasn’t in the recipe; don’t tell the police I broke the rules a third time), and the squash soup tasted like a sweeter version of the pumpkin, and while it smelled like curry, it wasn’t spicy. Still good, just not spicy. Which made me a tiny bit disappointed, but everything was so tasty, that made up for it quite nicely.
Then, of course, there’s the dessert. I made a pumpkin bundt cake, complete with orange frosting and green frosting leaves and vines. It actually turned out a bit tasteless, but it was all right, and I prevented it from becoming oily like the reviews said by taking their advice and using applesauce instead of oil. Here it is below:
And I had fun with some hardcore “Ratchet and Clank: Up Your Arsenal”, which is still just as awesome as ever.
So, how was everyone’s Thanksgivings? What kind of nifty things did you eat?
A Soupy Duck
Even though I hear that I “gotta”. (While that title appears to be a reference to a song from the child’s TV show, “Lazy Town”, it is not. Well, okay, it is, but only because it was mentioned in the wonderful “Kingdom Hearts” fan fic, “Those Lacking Spines”.) Ahem, sometimes, I like to try my hand at baking. But, to be quite honest, I’m not a very good chef. At all. I don’t know what I do wrong, because even if I follow all the directions, everything I cook usually turns out nothing like it should. (My frozen pizzas taste like cinnamon. What unholy sorcery is this?!) Okay, maybe I do know sometimes why my concoctions turn out disturbing. Maybe it’s because I…well, sometimes I skip directions. I mean, how different can it be if I just stir in the egg or the butter without beating it first or whatever other sadistic thing they want me to do to it? And okay, I guess that sometimes, maybe perhaps, I suppose I leave out an entire ingredient. Like eggs. But, hey, I didn’t have any eggs at the time, so back off! Ahem, sorry. So, I guess you can say that I like to experiment (if you want to put it nicely and not just go right out and say I’m just a failure at following directions). I can be a bit of a mad scientist in the kitchen at times, well, not really, but a little bit, and as a result, I have baked some rather distressing creations.
Take my eggless cupcakes, for example. I decided I’d try making cupcakes, and with it being one of those days my house was lacking in the pre-chicken department, I thought I’d replace the liquid for the eggs with milk. Because replacing one product from the really cold aisle of the grocery store with another such item that is usually found nearby shouldn’t make much of a difference, now should it? Well, we all know the answer to that question, but I’ll answer it anyway. Wrong! For some unexplainable reason, this did not work. These cupcakes, while tasting okay, were also utterly destroyed upon removing them from their liners, as they were so…sticky. Who knew replacing eggs with milk would make cupcakes like glue? Well, I do now. Luckily, my eggless peanut butter cookies turned out fine. However, regular cookies turn out runny without eggs, I found. Continue reading The Duck Doesn’t Do the Cookin’ By the Book