Sunday, December 16, 2018

Treasures

These are my new fuzzy socks, aren't they wonderful?  I've grown quite fond of fuzzy socks, they make my feet feel so cozy in the winter time.  We have hardwood and tile floors in the house, and sometimes they're not so warm.   They were given to me by my work Secret Santa...obviously they know me!  LOL   I've always had a Can Do attitude and Believe that nothing or no one can stop me....except me.  I have Girl Power, I am Strong, I am Confident, I AM Powerful!

With the Christmas holiday in full force, it's always good to remember the Christmas rules.   I saw this on Facebook and couldn't help but save and repost it here.  My perso!  nal favorite....#3.  I've been doing really good on my eating....obviously as there are still baked goods still chilling out in that garage.  However, I'm on my 2nd batch of chocolate chip cookies because somebody (named Tom) ate the first 6 dozen in a week and a half!   We had a discussion and he assured me that he would leave this 2nd batch alone. 

It' OK though.  He deserves a few extra cookies.  He had some excitement last Monday.  He walked in on burglers at the farm house.  Without going in to a lot of details, T was incredibly lucky that he was not harmed in any way.  My heart went to my toes when he called me and told me the news.  The culprits were caught largely due to T and his insane heroics!  (He chased them down, with the aid of a neighbor). 

I had friends over on Saturday for some drinks, good food, conversation and friendship.  I'm incredibly lucky to have great friends in my circle.  After the holidays I want to do something more for a wider circle of friends...maybe an open house of some type.  Maybe for Valentines?   I want to celebrate women, our strength, and our sisterhood.  

Soooo, getting back to #3.  I have 5 days to eat and excercise "good"....cuz come the 21st - 25th, all bets are off!   lol


Sunday, December 9, 2018

Love Can Be Found in the Kitchen


This is my mother's recipe box.  It's filled with love - all the recipes that she accumulated in her life time.  Her treasured "go to" recipes for the delicious meals and morsels of goodness that she placed on the supper table  every day, every week, month and year.   As I read them, I smiled.   They're in my mother's handwriting....a lasting memory of her...Bernice.  

You could tell the ones that were her favorite for they are the most worn and stained.  I knew these dishes for I ate them often; the hamburger hot dish (top L) was a weekly staple at our house.  To this day it is a favorite of mine, although assuredly it does not taste "like Mom's".  

The molasses crinkles were cookies that Mom made only around the holidays; they were Dad's favorites, and my  Grandmother Jongewaard's too.  I never much cared for them as a child, but I'd give anything for a batch of Mom's right now.  

I pulled out a few cards that had notes on them; "Good" or  "Double Batch", "Use more Salt" or "Mom's" (referring to my Mom's Mom).  

Mom  loved to cook....or maybe she didn't?  I don't know, exactly as I never asked her.  It was just something she did for her family - and she did it very well.  If you went away hungry after eating at our table, it was your own fault.

She did tell me once that she learned to cook from my  paternal Grandmother - Blanche.  Grandma and Mom would cook for the thrashing crews at harvest time.  They'd put out elaborate breakfasts the Dad and Grandpa Schulz as well as the hired hands and neighbors.  As soon as they were done and in the field, Mom and Grandma would do the dishes and set to making lunch for the noon meal.  Can you image it in a time where everything was made from scratch and limited cooking appliances?  I can't.  I can barely pull off a Thanksgiving feast.

Mom would bake every Thursday so that she'd have treats in the cupboards for any visitors that may grace our doorstep on Sunday.   That's what people did on Sundays; they'd go for Sunday drives in the afternoon, check on crops and go visit neighbors.   We always had Sunday visitors; Art Sperger would generally  stop a few Sundays a month.  I remember him because he always had a quarter for me and Mom would always have chocolate cake or a cookie for him.  Art was a bachelor (one of three bachelor brothers) that  would do anything for my Dad, as my Dad did for them.  Then there was Uncle Bobby - who actually was my grandfather's hired man - who was sweet on my Aunt Delores (Nannie) and married her.  He liked my Dad and would come around on Sundays for a cup of coffee and shoot the breeze  with Dad.  He liked my Mom's baking powder biscuits, said they reminded him of home (he was from Mississippi).   It wasn't lost on me that both Art and Uncle Bobby had birthdays within days of mine and my brothers.  :)

Everything Mom made was made with love....she was the epitome of Love.   I miss her terribly, especially this time of year.  Her apron dusted with flour, the counter tops filled with Angel food cakes resting on top of Coke bottles to cool, rosettes cooling on the counter  and Mom laughing  in the kitchen over something that Dad said as he tried to sneak a  a fried potato from the frying pan as Mom was making supper.

Life was simpler, life was easier, life was treasured....Love was found in my  Mother's kitchen.

Saturday, December 1, 2018

Christmas Baking 101

I scoured my mother's recipes, sorted through some of my own, scrolled through Pinterest and came up with the winning list of tasty treats that  were going to grace my holiday baking list.

It was an ambitious list.  My sister Peggy's chocolate chip cookies (with pudding in the mix), cinnamon candied pecans, caramel puff corn, peanut butter blossoms, double chewy bars (new), salted chocolate pretzel bark (new), and peanut butter delight bars (new), praline Chex mix (new).

Rules to successful Christmas Baking
  1.  don't be ambitious with the list.
  2. when trying new recipes for the first time, do not multitask and make two at the same time.  Invariably you'll forget an ingredient one recipe or double up on an ingredient in the other.
  3. remember to set the timer and make sure the temperature on the oven matches the one listed in the recipe.  
  4. measure the ingredients correctly.  Don't mistake 1 tsp for 1 tablespoon, or vice versa.
  5. Baking powder is not  the same as baking soda
  6. referring back to #3, remember to take baking item out of the oven when the timer goes off, not 15 minutes later
  7. open windows to let the smoke out of the kitchen
  8. open wine bottle, pour a glass.
  9. scrape charred remnants of recipe in to garbage, set pan to soak.
  10. pour another glass of wine
  11. remember that caramel is hot and can burn fingers
  12. find Band-Aid in medicine cabinet for blister on finger
  13. pour another glass of wine
  14. assure yourself that even though the final product looks nothing like the pictures, it will still be edible (hopefully).
  15. finish off wine