I’m 29. We have no kids. And yet my Friday night was spent roasting sunflower seeds and baking.
You see, I’ve had a container of sunflower seeds for about 6 months now. Raw, unsalted sunflower seeds. And, they were just not doing it for me. At 5:15pm on a Friday night I found myself face to face with said seeds in the pantry and had an epiphany. Roast them! Salt them, cover them in olive oil and roast them! And, that’s exactly what I did.
They tasted amazing as I ate them one by one off the sheet pan and I probably should’ve stopped there, got showered and convinced Ulysses we should go out like oh, you know, the rest of the young, childless population on a Friday night but, no. Somehow I found myself searching for something to do with my now roasted, salted sunflower seeds.
And that something turned out to be this.
I don’t think I can adequately put words to how amazing this is straight out of the oven with some butter and agave on top. Pure bliss.
If staying in on a Friday night to bake this is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
We may be lame, but at least we eat well.
What did you do on your Friday night?