Ebelskievers

It was one of those days yesterday.  Again.  And I was on the losing end of the battle. 

Then, this arrived at the front door.  In a gigantic box.

And suddenly, everything was okay.  Everything was exciting.  But, seriously, the box was huge. 

Nettie and Tommy sent us our first wedding gift off of our registry.  Sister and Rihanna dancing fiend went all out too. 

Ebelskiever pan.  Apple and plum jam, Raspberry jam, and the cutest freakin porcelain cow creamer.  I don't drink coffee, but I might now.  Or, put milk for cereal in it. 

Gah.  I freakin love it.  Like, I don't want anything to happen to it either.  It's in the wrapping right now because I don't want anyone to touch it. 

I'll be the woman screaming for the cow creamer if my house ever burns down, it's that cute. 

It's all strutting and stuff. 


Thank you Nettie and Tommy.  You're the best thing to happen to this wedding in a long time.  We love you guys and are so lucky to have such great friends. 

I spent an hour this morning making Ebelskievers.  Filled-pancakes is what K calls them.  I got the hang of it after the second round.  I made some without filling, most with chocolate, and the last few with the Apple Plum jam.  Dude, I even broke out the double broiler to melt the chocolate filling. 

Can I just say, HEAVEN?

HEAVEN. 

I'll admit it, I ate a lot of these suckers.  The batch makes 40 of them though, so it's kinda necessary to do your part.  I also made an egg for myself so that I would not Ebelskiever all over the floor.  Thats balance. 

I'm going to perfect my Ebelskiever skills so that come June, I can serve perfect, fluffy, sugary, doughy pillows to my Nettie and Tommy.