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Morning, all. Sunday in the kitchen- bacon and a Dutch Baby for breakfast, and turkey stock along with football all afternoon.
Julie's looking for razor blades, I don't know why...
Posted by: Scott P | November 25, 2007 at 09:21 AM
What is a Dutch baby? Presumably not a recipe by Jonathan Swift...
Posted by: gail | November 25, 2007 at 09:37 AM
Heh. I've blogged about it a few times. They're uber easy to make, and they're great- sort of a cross between a pancake and fried dough.
Posted by: Scott P | November 25, 2007 at 10:11 AM
Damn. That looks tasty, Scott. Now I regret having my Honey Bunches of Oats.
Posted by: SeanH | November 25, 2007 at 10:20 AM
Never regret Honey Bunches of Oats, it's one of life's simple pleasures.
Posted by: Scott P | November 25, 2007 at 10:25 AM