The Happier Minute

If you’re on a New York minute (which  I’m used to living my time on) this bread is for you.

If you’re on a West Coast minute (which I’d say the conversion to be about 1 to 8.)  I’m saying this with a lot of love, but you West- Coasters move a lot slower. That being said, this bread can totally be for you too.

It literally takes 4 minutes to make. That would take 32 West Coast minutes..

My conversation may be exaggerated a bit.

I think about NYC and my 3 + spread out years there, man things move  so fast there. But here, the bank tellers ask you your plans for the weekend and wait to hear about it, and the ice cream shops gladly let you try every flavor despite the line out the door. People here are in no rush. But when I’m not annoyed out of my mind over it. I recognize its beauty. I’m noticing there is a correlation between slowing down and people seeming happier. Something about looking each other in the face and asking questions, I mean it’s pedestrian, it’s humbling, and actually it’s really sweet. But most of all no matter what craziness is going on in my world, just slowing down, breathing, and smiling makes me happier.

As for this Pumpkin Bread it’s just easy … I mean It’s so quick I can’t consider it baking . . I consider it stirring.

I like this bread because it always comes out super moist, almost gooey.

My secret ; I don’t use butter. Nope! Instead I use either vegetable oil or peanut oil, also no eggs, it’s vegan.

I’m obviously not vegan. I go through eggs and butter like it’s my job, but this works.

In the meantime don’t let the love die & have yourself a West Coast minute.

Biscuits

tukisweet is going through some changes, some transformations, she is growing into something dare I say bigger, yet not quite sure what that’s going to look like yet. She’s in that awkward pre-teenager phase, disproportional, moody, changing her theme and background daily. I can’t wait till she’s older and more grounded, but in the meantime thanks for putting up with her.

I saw this phrase this morning and it somehow seemed relevant to everything.. including biscuits, work, relationships, to generally making life harder than it has to be.

“I have looked down the long days of our lives together, she said & in all directions,there is no future without love.”

Really.. Eat a biscuit, squeeze each other, even when you want to run.

I like being able to wake up , want something ,and make it . There is a lot of power in that. I have a crush on biscuits , well I have a crush on a few things, but let’s stick to biscuits.

I got this recipe from Chris at the farmer’s market, she makes amazing crepes, and she knows her baked goods, it’s Betty Crocker.

One thing that helped this taste especially delicious ; Homemade  Buttermilk. I let mine sit in the fridge for a few weeks , yup tasty , all you need is 1 cup milk and 4.5 tsp vinegar put it in a jar and leave it.

Um , so biscuits… are the best and tastiest thing I can I think of this morning. I insist on butter and jam. I also insist on love, there’s just no future without it.

2 cups flours

2 tsp. sugar

2 tsp. baking powder

1 tsp. salt

1/2 tsp. baking soda

1/3 cup butter

2/3 cup of buttermilk

Combine the dry. Cut in the butter. Mix together with the buttermilk ,but not too much. Transfer to the counter kneed gently. Roll it out about a 1/2 inch thick .. little less and cut into rounds. Bake at 450* for 10 minutes . Eat immediately !