Laura woke up with some initiative yesterday. She got in the kitchen and went nuts. First she made up some dough...
While it was rising she baked some oatmeal cookies. We don't have any pictures of those because we were busy eating them. After the dough had risen she molded them into some cinnamon twists, Swedish Cinnamon Twists to be exact, and we had our share of those too.
Not too much later we were hungry for more. I had been bugging her about making some chipotle mayonaise, and whadya know it I had bought all the ingredients the day before. So we packed some hot chipotle peppers and a few cups of mayo in for the long-awaited maiden voyage of our Magic Bullet.
Then we broke out some bacon & tomato, cooked up some chicken, and covered both sides of some panella wheat bread with the unassumingly fiery sauce. Sprinkle on a little mozarella, or a lot and throw on the panini grill and you've got two happy Estlers.
It was a good night, til I woke up at 4am with heartburn, but it was so worth it.
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