Yummy Yellow Yips

Tea: Vanilla Jasmine

Music: Relient K, "Santa Claus is Thumbin' to Town"

Time: Night.

I cook, but I don't bake ... much. Not enough opportunities for tinkering during the "apply heat to food" stage, which doesn't sit well with my ADD.

There are exceptions, though -- although one of them is still in the future.

I made a sweet potato pie (from scratch, I'll have you know) for Thanksgiving. It turned out pretty well.

There's an Irish soda bread recipe I want to try this winter.

And until this past week, I was a whiz at skillet cornbread.

Then, the other night, I put in too much milk (not too too much, just a sixth of a cup over, but it did make the batter noticeably runnier). The result was lighter than usual -- and pretty darn good for a mistake.

Tonight, I melted the butter ... and then, of course, forgot to put it in. (I wondered why the batter didn't want to spread in the skillet.)

The result was thinner and crisper than usual. And again, it didn't taste half bad (especially with butter and honey).

There's no hiding it. I've got the cornbread yips.

Then again, if I'm going to screw up what little baking skills I do have, I suppose it doesn't hurt to be dealing with quite possibly the most forgiving foodstuff on the planet. (Salmon's a close second, although it tends to get a bit peevish when left on the fire too long.)

I can't wait to see what mistake I'll make next. It's sure to be delicious ...