Kitchen Creations

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A few weeks ago I spent the weekend in Spokane with my awesome friend Emily who is currently volunteering in a health clinic in Chad, Africa. She has been doing a lot of cooking and baking the past few months and recording her creations on her facebook. Sketchy stuff for Emily! She once created a carrot soup that got the name "mush" after it's texture. The weekend I visited I suggested we make crepes for Sabbath morning breakfast. She suggested we color them. So I suggested green and orange for pumpkins. Today I was missing my dear friend, so in preparation for Sabbath I made pumpkin poptarts for Emily. If she were here they would have been multi-colored. But here they are.

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  1. Carley BrownOctober 25, 2010 at 6:55 AM

    Pumpkin poptarts... yummy!

    and I miss Emily too!

    I think that would be the coolest thing to visit her in Chad, but it seems like almost an impossible feet to do that.

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  2. j-grewNovember 9, 2010 at 9:49 PM

    they look kinda gross, tina...

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