Back when I still lived in residence, my floormates would quickly learn that the one good thing about my bad moods was that there were sure to be baked goods on the way. I haven’t been doing much in the way of stress baking lately because until last week, I was fresh out of flour and in no physical state to be carrying more from the grocery store.
Today though, today was a different story:
I’m a disaster with pastries in general – that said, I spent my childhood begging my mom for pumpkin pie, but rarely got to eat it because the store-bought ones had too many bad things in it. Finally made it today ヽ(；▽；)ノ
Leftover pie dough, so… mini apple pie? This was an idea I saw going around in tumblr but never got around to doing because I hadn’t been making any pies, and I didn’t have quite enough leftover pie dough for anything else. Of course, trust me to mess it up: