I thought I’d take a break from posting photos of our trip to Paris to give those who would rather look at food a break. It’s only fair, I guess, after holding everyone captive with my vacation photos. But I will warn you this […]
Better late than never in getting this post done, I guess. Since I’ve never done one of the Daring Bakers challenges, the thing I’ve most learned is to plan more effectively. Like — do it earlier (I was seriously procrastinating because of that darn puff pastry) and post my entry when I’m done, but just don’t publish it. Sheesh! Doesn’t sound too complicated, but you’d think I was a walking brain fart or something. Not rocket science. Anyhow…being less than satisfied with my results didn’t help. Why not satisfied? Although the whole puff pastry experience wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be because my dough seemed beautiful, it didn’t quite “puff.” That would be the whole concept behind puffing, right? To puff? I mean, it isn’t supposed to be called brick pastry, or leather pastry, or rubber pastry. You do get the idea, don’t you?