The last couple of months have been busy. First, my sister and nephew came for a visit. Then, I went back to France with them for a little holiday. After that was back to life; back to reality. But I still found occasions to bake.
It was all quite hush hush, but I flew to Dallas in July for the Voice auditions. I was keeping it relatively quiet because if I didn’t get a call back, I wouldn’t have to tell any one about my failure. I’ve auditioned for American Idol several times and never made it past the first round. Unfortunately, the Voice was no different, but I don’t feel bad about it. Actually, I nailed my audition. I sang a slowed down version of Rihanna’s “We Found Love” and where I saw a lot of participants succumb to nerves, I didn’t at all. There were so many people auditioning so I brought decorated sugar cookies with me in order to stand out (and bribe, if necessary). The cookies never fail for concerts, but I guess they don’t work at auditions.
A few weeks ago, I had a craving for sticky buns. I rarely eat them, but they’re so unbelievably good, I decided to indulge. Not exactly an easy recipe to halve, I gave away some to my parents and froze the rest for when I have another craving. The recipe I used was pretty good, except I think it had too much orange zest in it. And letting it rise in the fridge overnight didn’t really work, so it had to rise out of the fridge in the morning. Nonetheless, they hit the spot.
And then last week, I went to a birthday party and decided to take some sugar cookies. The birthday boy, Jim, loves (drinking) games, so I made him drunken jenga cookies. I have to say, one of my favorite baking tools is an edible food color pen. If I had to write in icing, they would not have turned out nearly as nice.
While baking those cookies, I remembered that some Script fans were putting together a little something for the band when their new album #3 released. All I had to do was take a picture with three fingers up. I’m Cookie Kelly, what better way was there to do that than draw three fingers up on a cookie? It was good fun, though I probably could have made it a bit more detailed. I’m not an artist, but I’m a perfectionist.
The rest of September should be pretty slow in the kitchen, but I’ve got to decide what kind of cookies to make the Script for when I see them in California next month. It’s been 10 months . . . I’m having withdrawals.