Jill O'Saur's Profile

I had been baking my own birthday cake (Cancer sign here, folks.) but quit doing so in the past year or two after a... rather distasteful birthday experience. I'd put a lot of hard work into making this cake (prep, literally, took 2 weeks. Homemade creme fraiche, I'd spent the entire month beforehand looking at recipes, the whole shebang.), and when it was time for cutting, I'd told friends I was just going to make a quick restroom stop and then I'd be ready. When I came out (Maybe a minute later, if that.), I found all of my friends eating my creation; They'd cut it and started without me... so I figured why bother... It STILL irks me, I'm sorry.

@lellow I never said otherwise. I said I know this to be bannock. Bannock may be fried, baked, or roasted. I am also Native and Canadian and your "we" term is not quite appropriate, seeing as such. I was simply enlightening in a general sense. *shrug* Take of it what you may.

This has always been "bannock" to me. It's so weird to hear it called fry bread. That's just me, though!

I didn't realize that the house my husband and I loved, while house hunting nearly a year ago, didn't have house numbers, or a mailbox, until after we put in an offer on it. (It didn't matter, we ended up getting the house and buying numbers and a mailbox anyhow.)

It took me several weeks of convincing my husband that this was the best, most visible, spot for the numbers; And he only agreed after he "came up" with the idea himself after me holding numbers in the various places he initially wanted them so he could see what they'd look like... (ahem...) http://bit.ly/dxhNbu

Am I the only one noticing the tiny magic dog on the table?!

I second Rolen the Great's comment. My husband and I own a dual-fuel range, gas cooktop with an electric/convection oven. Definitely needs to be removed as a con against freestanding appliances!

If I were in the position to choose, I would definitely have gone with built-in's though. I like the option of having a wall oven slightly staggered, so I can still tend to something on a burner and have my husband grab something out of the oven.

Actually, our back porch light goes on when I take out the dog, too. She's scared of the stairs otherwise.

Something acidic (lemon, orange, vinegar, etc.) and a lot of elbow grease seem to do the trick for me. I end up with a sticky greasy residue on baking sheets and ceramic bakers all the time, and this works wonders for me.

@Rpoole11 I get the same answer when trying to get my grandma's recipe for the noodles she makes for chicken/turkey noodle soup. It's because she doesn't know what the measurements are, and it's all feel based for her; If it's too wet, she'll add more flour. Too dry, add more water.

The best thing to get the texture down is to make them with her so you can get a feel for the texture yourself.

My husband and I bought a new house last summer that didn't have any appliances, so we had the awesome pleasure of buying the ones we really wanted.

We have a french door fridge close to the Samsung RFG297AARS, but we have the RFG299AARS, which has a small LCD display on it, that my husband loaded with LOLCATS pictures (thanks to the built-in card reader). I do love that it has such a large capacity without really bulking up the outside dimensions, and I'm absolutely in love with the deli drawer. (It's my favorite thing about the entire fridge.)

I'm also with ladymelody here, my cairn will stare at the fridge for nearly an hour as it makes and drops ice.