Top Ten Reasons I Have Been Too Busy To Post

Perhaps, if this week's Top Ten (Tuesday) was on any other topic, I would be accused of not knowing the days of the week. But, seeing as today is Wednesday, yet my whole post is a presentation of reasons I haven't posted much recently, I hope my readers will excuse me.

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This doesn't really look much like the kokash cake I made on erev yom kippur, but under the circumstances it will have to do. (In case anyone is wondering, it's the honey cake I made for Rosh Hashana.)

9)

This might look like apple-cherry kugel, but don't let yourself be fooled. It is known, rather affectionately, in my family as simchas yom tov kugel. My father walked into the kitchen and saw this with a label that read "apple cherry kugel" and he got all upset. He wanted

to know why I labeled it wrong. I told him it was just to confuse the satan...

8)

Don't ask me why, but this cake is a real family favorite. I suggested making other things this yom tov, and saving the coffee cake for another time, and I was practically boo-ed out of the kitchen.

7)

My father is one of those people that sticks strongly to minhagim. And so I sat there making enough kreplach for erev yom kippur and Hoshana Rabba. I think my father was a little disappointed that I broke from tradition and made them half moon shaped, rather than

triangular, but I convinced him that a krepel is a krepel.

6)

My broccoli kugel has been called "delicious" by all women who taste it. Most men won't taste it, though my father once opened the oven while it was cooking and said "ew, whats that green stuff?" In an attempt at reconciliation, he tasted it and loved it. So there!

5)

One of life's greatest mysteries is how a package of 36 puff pastry squares made 34 potato bourekas. In my attempt at solving the mystery I came up with a simple formula:

A + B = C-2

(Let A = hungry sister B = delicious smell C = the number of bourekas originally made).

4)

When I mentioned previously that my family has a ton of allergies and crazy food restrictions, I wasn't kidding. Behold - whole-spelt challah. I gotta say, it's better than it sounds...

3)

And then of course, there are those who wouldn't touch whole-spelt challah if there was nothing else to eat on planet earth. For them, behold regular challah. It's a shame my mother insists on taking it out of the oven while still a little dough-y to freeze it, so you can't see the gorgeous color it gets when fully cooked, but you can get the idea...

2)

These cookies really deserve a post of their own, as I have a lot to say about them, but gosh are they good.

1)

Finally, to quote the guy outside Yankee Stadium: why lie I needa....shop!

I know that sounds seriously MPish, but when a girl has nothing to not wear when she doesn't go on dates, it kinda gets problematic.

If anyone wants any of the recipes feel free to email me!