Showing posts with label playing with food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label playing with food. Show all posts

Monday, March 7, 2011

eleventh bird

I'm finally posting the next bird, and, I know what you're thinking. Surely, since she's taken so long, it's going to be the most epic of epic posts, full of creativity and joy and the quirkiness of a truly talented individual.


So sorry. I haven't been working hard on my project. I've just been excuse-y. And the awesome project? It's really silly, actually.


Do something unusual with tea and/or a teabag.


I think when the author put this journal together he must have been extremely hungry. There are a lot of projects that involve food.  


The first thing that came to my mind when I thought about tea bags is the thing that comes to everyone's minds: parachutes.


Oh. Right. That's just me.

Here it is pre-jump.












Poor little terrified almond.












Aim for the packet!














I actually did hit the packet on the ....5th try. Poor little terrified almond.














Ok, I know, it's sort of ridiculous. I've been cutting a lot of sugar out of my diet. I blame this. 


I'm busy this week with the many excuses, but I will try to update more regularly. 

Monday, February 21, 2011

sixth bird

The second food-related post! This one is much more friendly.


Make something with your breakfast before you eat it.






I call it "Pinwheel on Toast."









Another version.






Toast made more delicious with lime curd, blackberry jam, and cream cheese.
YUM!

Saturday, February 19, 2011

fifth bird

Still skipping the outside project. Do not fear, I will come back to it!
Look in the kitchen and work with the first fruit or vegetable you spot. 
I started with the pear,






and decided that a pear with a smile that wide was probably a social fruit,












so I gave him a couple of friends:


Orange,

and Apple.


































They seemed like they were up to something deliciously devious, so I devised a delectable misdeed.






I call it "Cracked."








Never before has my kitchen seen such cheer over such brutality!
















Apple's evil smile is super unnerving.
















And Pear looks like he's in the middle of an evil belly laugh.










MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!