I went to bed later than I wanted last night, but because I had to drop Jay off at work, I still got up at regular time this morning. I got some bread going in the machine before we left, and baked it before the bambino and I went to the Children’s Museum.
I actually had 2 loaves, but one went in the freezer. I let it cool while we spent a few hours at the Children’s Museum. It was really nice getting to see Jessica again and her kids–I thought it was rather cute how when they first saw each other, the bambino and Jessica’s daughter acted a little shy (they became friends when they were in the infant room together at daycare–They were the only 2 who could crawl), but when it was time to leave, they hugged. I hope that’s something we can do again sometime soon.
We had lunch while we were there, and I had one of the best sandwiches I’ve had in a LONG time. It was a turkey sandwich on a croissant with cranberry cream cheese. Now, I am not a fan of turkey in the least. Every year at Thanksgiving, I beg Jay to let me cook a chicken or a ham instead, but he requests turkey, so I oblige. I have since the year we went to Ohio for Thanksgiving, and I told my sister to fix chicken, he kind of pouted, and when we returned to SoDak, my mother-in-law fixed a make-up Thanksgiving dinner (okay, in reality, I think the dinner was more because my sister-in-law was coming up from Omaha & it didn’t actually have much to do with my family making him eat chicken. I just like to give Jay crap about it because I dislike turkey that much.). But as soon as I saw the description of the sandwich, I had to have it. I think it was the cranberry cream cheese that made it, but it was GOOD. I decided at the last minute that I needed some tiramisu as well. I don’t have photos, because the owner of the cafe was walking around and talking to people, and I felt a little self-conscious about whipping out the camera, so I didn’t. Plus, Jessica’s son was being so cute and funny, and I didn’t want to detract from that.
After we got home, I wanted to just crash. I don’t know why 3 hours of wandering around after the bambino would wear me out so much–Especially as Jessica and I sat down and chatted as often as we could! But after we got home I was wiped out and sat around until it was time to pick up Jay. After we got home, we watched TV and I debated on ordering a pizza. I decided in the end to be good, and make the pita pizzas.
I made the pizza sauce myself–An 8 oz. can of tomato sauce, 2 gloves of garlic, some onion powder, sugar, basil and oregano. I cooked it for about 5 minutes, just to get the flavors to blend. I made a huge mistake though when adding the sugar. I was only intending to use a teaspoon of sugar, and I ended up putting in a Tablespoon. The sauce was WAY too sweet. Almost inedible as far as I was concerned. However, there was a lot of melty mozzarella, so I ate it anyway.
Because of the sauce, though, I’d’ve been better off just making cheese bread or something instead. Jay had a second pizza and agreed that the sauce was way too sweet the second time around. Because I was still hungry, I opted for a bowl of ice cream for dessert.
The peanut butter chips were a last-minute addition. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it until now, but I should’ve tried melting them. Maybe next time. Now I’m off to bed, so I can prepare for my long day in the dealership waiting room!