Whoopsie

Well, I did it again.  I have a HORRIBLE habit of taking on more than one task at a time.  Generally, as long as they're in the same genre (baking, for instance) I'm fine.  If they cross over, usually not a good thing.

See all these beautiful apricots, fresh from the orchards of E. Washington?

I received some fab produce yesterday and thought, "Hmm....I know I'm making a 3-layer 2 tier wedding cake AND baking 4 dozen red velvet and pumpkin spice whoopie pies AND finishing another batch of blueberry pies in a jar AND making cream cheese frosting AND another batch of chocolate pastry cream....but SURELY I can handle one batch of apricot slow-cooker butter!"

Yeah, not so much.  I awoke at 4am to the smell of burning sugar, and for the life of me couldn't understand why.  I figured it was my sleep-sensors telling me I was a baking fool yesterday.  Then about 7am I hopped out of bed and scampered to the kitchen, remembering far, far too late my apricot butter.  Whoopsie.  This is what it looks like after cooking away in a slow cooker for 18 hours:

Happy Friday ya'll! :)