Help! I have a new kitchen and I can’t stop baking and cooking!
I have never really been the domestic, live-in-the-kitchen type goddess (nor have I ever been any other type of goddess), so this recent urge to cook and bake is really beginning to baffle – and concern – me. Not only is this not good for my already disconcerting weight issues, but if I don’t stop this soon my family might begin to (gasp!) expect it.
That said, I had a significant surplus of English muffins hanging out in the bread box lately and, being a lazy Saturday morning, it was time to finally do something about it.
Since one of the half-used bags of muffins were the cinnamon raisin variety, I decided to make a tasty breakfast casserole. I had no idea how I was going to go about this, but figured that the first step was certainly to toast them.
While they were toasting, I beat together
- 8 eggs
- 2 1/2 cups of milk
- 1/2 cup flavored coffee creamer (Only because I had it around and it sounded good. You can also use 3 cups of milk.)
- 1/3 cup white sugar
- a dash of salt
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Then I beat this whole mixture together for about 5 minutes…
…while I tore up the English muffins and placed them at the bottom of a 13 x 9” Pam-sprayed casserole dish. (It turns out that I needed an 8 x 8 pan too. This makes a lot of casserole!) Then I covered the muffins with the egg mixture…
…dabbed on some butter and cinnamon… (But remember that I lined the dishes with Pam instead of butter, so we’re still good -- right?! Pffffft!)
…and let it all sit for about 10 minutes before popping it all into the 350 degree pre-heated oven.
Oh look! There at the back of the stove (because a certain un-named puppy has been known to steal food off the counters… do you want her?) are the last of the oatmeal raisin cookies I made last night when Aleks came home. I’m telling you, all this cooking and baking is becoming a problem.
Dang new kitchen!
(NOOOOOT.)
I’m surprised that the luscious smell coming from the kitchen right now hasn’t roused Tom or Aleks from their Saturday morning slumber – or beckoned Kat home from visiting Portland, Peter home from visiting Leavenworth, or even Elisabeth home from Seattle – because it really does smell heavenly!
Ooooh! They’re almost done!
Hmmm… something must be wrong. Breakfast is finished, coffee is hot, and certain guys are still sleeping!
I better go make sure they’re still breathing.
That looks really good! How did it taste? I'm amazed at people who can just make up recipes. :)
ReplyDeleteIt was... well, it was fine. Kind of a cross between French toast and strata. Not sure I'll make it again -- unless I decide to make a rum sauce to drizzle over it!
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