Let's talk about that last one, shall we?
I am not a baker. I do not like baking. I find it tedious and boring and much too finicky. Which is why I sounded quite disgruntled a few days ago when I announced to A. with a big sigh that I was going to have to start making crackers for Cubby. He replied that oh, surely I do enough, it isn't really necessary to make crackers.
But when I told him that purchased crackers are A) a total rip-off (almost four bucks for a box of Ritz? really?) and B) total crap (nutritionally, that is--I must confess to a shameful fondness for Ritz crackers myself), he agreed that yeah, they're probably one of the worst things I could feed Cubby.
"Worst" might be exaggerating slightly, but they're certainly no nutritional prize. And when your kid is eating limited quantities of food, you really don't want to waste any of those calories on crap. Cubby loves crackers. He eats at least a couple every day. If he had enough teeth, he could be eating something like Triscuits, which are at least better than Ritz, although still a rip-off. But he doesn't have enough teeth and he needs a cracker that can be easily chewed.
So I made him some cheese crackers. These, to be specific. They're supposed to be a knock-off of Goldfish crackers, except I was not about to buy a little goldfish-shaped cutter to make these, much less poke eyes in the fish with a skewer. I don't love Cubby that much, apparently. So he got star-shaped crackers, because that was the smallest cutter we had.
I didn't exactly follow the recipe. I couldn't find the whole wheat flour (we had it, I just couldn't find it at the time), so I used half graham flour--which is whole wheat, just a very finely ground kind--and half all-purpose. And I didn't have any onion powder, so I used mustard powder.
As I was standing there cutting out all those tedious little stars, then re-rolling the dough and cutting out more little stars, over and over and over, I may have said, "I can't believe I'm doing this."
But I did. And you know, those crackers are really good. And Cubby loves them, so I guess it was worth it.
I also made some hummus while the food processor was already dirty, because when you have to wash all those pieces by hand, you may as well get as much out of one use of the processor as possible. Also, Cubby loves beans, so I figured he would love hummus. He did.
I also rendered tallow yesterday. But that was less an act of love and more an act of insanity. And something we will talk about in more detail tomorrow.