The Results of My All-Day Bake-A-Thon

The Results...hmmm.

First, it wasn't all day. I started around 11, after several distracting (but enjoyable) hours with Facebook, dog walking, and Hulu -- not watching Hulu, just hunting for things to watch. Also, a 2-hour walk the day before a bake-a-thon is not a good idea: a pulled a muscle in my left ankle was begging for more attention than I was willing to give it. Demanding it function for the several hours of standing that I needed of it was, perhaps, too much to ask.

For the first hour, I slated for myself to start two batches of italian bread, chicken stock, and english muffins, and I was only about 15 minutes beyond that first 60 minute time-limit. But that put me 15 minutes behind the next hour -- tortillas and cooking the english muffins, 30 minutes behind for the 3rd hour -- bran muffin and spice mixes, and by the 4th hour (what was predicted as my 4th hour -- potato gnocchi), I was actually on my 5th hour. And while I did not even attempt the pierogies (the filling, in fact, is still waiting for some attention in the fridge), I accomplished all on my list.

And yet, despite the amount (the overwhelming amount on paper) of foods that I created, my freezer doesn't seem to bulging with nourishment. Indeed, my goal of cooking one day and eating for a month is one that I may not achieve the first time through. Yet the ability to pull out 5 tortillas cut my Chicken Tacos for that night in half, more than in half. That in itself made the Bake-A-Thon a more-or-less sucess.