I made Champagne Cake today. It took the majority of the day, I started around noon and I finished a bit after four thirty. It took a looot of whisking, But everything’s now done! It’s a two layer cake and it’s definitely tastes like its name. I’m proud of my oven! It doesn’t usually bake cakes properly. Either they’re perfect on the outside and gooey on the inside, Or they’re burnt on the outside and perfect on the inside. This time it did both correctly! This is the final product:::
I had enough batter to make cupcakes as well, Which is good because the cake’s a house warming present for a friend! I know, I still need to work on my decorating and presentation skills, But I’m getting there. It still tastes delicious!!!
Today I made Chicken Paprikash. Definitely not my mothers Chicken Paprikash, But it was simple enough, Took a little over half an hour, And didn’t set well with my stomach. The recipe calls for two large white onions, But I think that two might have been too many. It did its job, Which it usually doesn’t, And made me cry. The chicken was moist and savoury and the onions were really good as well, But I think I had too much too fast. I ran out of time to make dumplings or potatoes, So I had just the onions and chicken. Over all, I think I only give it a 4/10.
Plus, I washed it down with some dry sparkling white wine. I’m using some for tomorrows recipe. I’ll give you a hint: It’s sweet~
Hello everyone, And welcome!This is now my new and improved baking and cooking blog! If you don’t wish to continue following, I understand completely. I’m currently working on deleting aaalll the posts I’ve made between now and when I made the blog. I had almost seventeen thousand posts, And I’m down to thirty something. It’s going to take a bit of time, I apologize.
With that said, I’m going to try to post once a day, I’m going to try my hardest. My boyfriend is about to leave for school again and I thought of what to do in his absence, Again. So I decided what better way to do it then by posting recipes, Other blogs, Food photos and so on?!
Cliche, I know, But I don’t mind much. So, Without further a do, Welcome to the new blog and enjoy your stay! I’ll post my first food post in just a bit. I’m starving!
This is me and my body. As you can tell, I am way far off from being your “Normal” or average girl size. I’m 20 years old, 5’9” and about 195 pounds. There are some days where I’m okay with my body, But for the most part, I don’t like it at all. But I’m working on different things so I can come to peace with what I have.
When I was growing up, Younger anyways, My sister had cancer. I was eight and she was six. My mother was, And still is, A prepper. So our basement was stalked with this that and everything else just in case anything happened. Including snack foods for school lunches. Because all of our money was going towards Katie - My baby sister - And her cancer stuff, We were always eating fast food and junk food, Including the snacks in the basement. and for a child, That’s absolutely wonderful! Pure heaven!
When I got to middle school and high school, However, I learned quite the opposite. I was picked on for being the fat kid and because I wasn’t like the others. I’ve always been different. My dad was abusive and always put me down saying how I wasn’t worth anything and I would never get a boyfriend because of my weight, No one would like me. I seriously wanted to, And tried to, Kill myself. So, In the seventh grade, I was anorexic. Well, My mother found out and I decided to switch to bulimia while I was in the eighth grade, Along with playing basketball seventh and eighth. I had said eating disorders for four years of my life.
In my sophomore year of high school while I was in marching band[All four years], I met the love of my life, Mark. He was a freshman. I kept my secret from him, As I did everybody, For about six months. After he found out, He told me to either quit or lose him forever. By that time I had already started to grow attached to him and so I did what he wanted and I did everything in my power to stop the horrid deed.
After a year of struggling and wanting to do nothing but please him, And myself after a while, I finally stopped. It felt weird to eat a normal meal, But at the same time I loved the feeling. He has always been, And still is, There to support me and has always loved me for who I am and what size I am. He’s been there through my slipups when I have them and because of him, I’ve been clean for almost four years. He’s been the best support system I’ve ever had.
Because of my poor choices in life, I now have no gag reflex - I can swallow certain foods whole - I puke if I laugh too hard, I have acid reflex severely, I gained cavities after having a perfect mouth and I barely have an esophagus to speak of.
Since then, I’ve tried numerous diets that never worked but finally gave up and tried the natural way by eating smaller healthier meals, Counting calories and not eating junk food aside or on my “Faturday” and I work out by riding my bike. It’s done a lot of good and it makes me feel a bit better about my body.
There are days where I wake up and look myself over in the mirror and smile and others where I just want to crawl in a hole and die, But I’ve been getting better and I don’t hate my body anymore.’ And that’s my goal. I know I have a serious way to go, But I want to be at body peace. And one day I hope that I will be.
There are certain things that I love about my body though. Such as my pointy fairy nose and my smile. I count my lucky stars that I have my smile because I would kill for it. I also like my strong jaw line and my shoulder muscles. I love the way I can make other people laugh just by being me and how I can have a great time, Even by myself for the same reason. I’m different from the rest and I’m quite okay with that. I don’t like blending in with the crowd.
And for those thinking that you can’t do this because you’re too big or too tiny, You have an embarrassing story, I’ve been convincing myself for years to do something like this. And now I finally have. Don’t drop yourself down to the level I’ve been at. There’s absolutely no point. Every body is beautiful in their own way. And if you like what you have, Then someone else out there is bound to like it, Too. Surround yourself with positive influences and people who love you for who you are and you’ll be surprised at the wonders it causes. I promise you, Every single one of you, That you’re worth something in this world. Your life is worth so much more than being somebody elses punching bag. You’re beautiful inside and out, No matter what anybody tells you. Write down a note if you have to. When I went through my slipups this year, I wrote a note on my hand so I would stop myself from throwing up:::
Everyone is beautiful, You just have to reach in and pull the beauty out. You have to believe in yourself and sooner or later, Everything will fall into place. Be strong, Because everyone should care.
Much love and support,
fucking ready for those pancakes
HOW DID THIS END UP ON THIS ACCOUNT?! YEEEEEEEEEEEES<3333333333