I’ve done it again. Overscheduled should be my middle name. In an effort to corral all my lists together, I decided that I needed to work more efficiently and call upon the kindness of friends. With 12 gingerbread houses looming on my horizon, I needed to make 18 batches of gingerbread pronto. Listening to my home KitchenAid wheeze and cough on a single batch, I decided to call my friend Alekka and use the giant Hobart mixer in her shop. Two big batches and 20 minutes later, I was done. 18 nice, tidy, saran wrapped packages carefully placed in a large box. The trade-off? Lunch. Alekka wanted, of all things, lentil salad. Fair enough. Except I didn’t make her lentil salad. I brought her kale and wheatberry salads instead.
