Larry the Beer Bread Guy

After a trip to Big Lots, I returned with a package of Larry the Cable Guy Garlic Beer Bread.

None of these things should surprise anyone.  The best part of Big Lots is the random assortment of food products that failed to capture the hearts and minds of the American public.  My husband couldn't believe that I would buy such a thing.  Why WOULDN'T I buy this?  It's from the guy who sells Prilosec and it was a dollar.  How could I have walked away from the ability to buy this?

Well, it's pretty bad.  The best part was the top crust, which is pretty amazing because the package asks you to dump 3 Tablespoons of melted butter on top.  It's hard to go wrong with instructions like that.  It is hard to go wrong when the instructions ask you to check for doneness with the crumbs on the toothpick method when this does not produce a bread that can be checked in this way.  If you decide to ever make this on a whim, check the color on the sides of the bread pan instead - this goes from undone to burnt edges very quickly.

But, better yet is to spend your dollar on watermelon-flavored soda or dill pickle flavored potato chips.  Making beer bread from scratch will make you happier, and a dollar will buy what you need.  The worst part is that I wasted a perfectly good bottle of Goose Island on this.

Well, that didn't go well...

The worst thing I can do is make promises that I'm going to do something.  Right after starting my lovely Read-A-Book-A-Week idea, I got an internship and a part-time job in addition to being a full-time graduate student.  14 hour days are not conducive to reading, let along blogging.  Fortunately, the semester is now over, but I start another internship next week.

I might have a little more time on my hands, but what to write about?  I joke that all of the extra lectures and keynotes and book talks are like an extra class, but I never seem to do anything about this.  Perhaps the adventures of Patti, Expert Grad Student, would be a worthwhile endeavor.  Yet, I fear that this is one more way that I can be disappointed in this blog and how I don't do nearly enough with it as I would wish.