We had a brief snow flurry on Christmas morning.
Not enough to cover the ground, but it looked pretty while it was falling.
We had a brief snow flurry on Christmas morning.
Not enough to cover the ground, but it looked pretty while it was falling.
A few days before Christmas I wanted to make a couple more batches of goodies. I had made a few half-batches of different cookies but we have been nibbling on them.
I think it's more fun to enjoy the sweet treats in the days leading up to Christmas rather than have them leftover afterwards...getting stale and making us feel guilty for continuing holiday indulgences.
I decided to make Buckeye candy. I haven't made it in several years and didn't even have a recipe anymore. I found a recipe online and made up the peanut butter balls...ready to be dipped in chocolate.
That's when things went haywire! The recipe instructed to melt the chocolate for dipping, adding a couple tablespoons of shortening for a dipping consistency.
I didn't have shortening so thought I could use butter. WRONG! The chocolate turned dull and dry - no way to dip anything in it.
Trying to figure out a way to save it and have something edible, I melted the chocolate again, adding sweetened condensed milk and poured that over the peanut butter balls, which I had arranged in a casserole dish. Sort of like a tray of fudge.
It seemed like it might work out so I refrigerated it overnight. The next morning I sliced it and we all tried it. It's okay but really overly rich and sweet.
A few days ago, Lonnie was at his desk and I was upstairs doing something. As I passed by the stairwell, I smelled a burning odor and I walked down to see smoke streaming from an outlet that Lonnie had his ipad charger plugged into.
He was on the phone and hadn't noticed it.
I squealed out, "Lonnieeee, LOOK!" and headed to the basement to shut off the breaker.
Before I got down the steps he had pulled out the plug and apologized to the person on the phone and finished his conversation.
The Sasquatch recently got interested in doing some baking. He knows how to cook things that he likes but I don't think he has really done much baking.
First he made a sweet and tangy lemon tart. Then he tried out this recipe for a Bittersweet Chocolate and Caramel Tart. Recipe HERE
He brought some to share with us at Thanksgiving. Delicious! Each bite like candy!
The recipe has a lot of steps and parts of it look tricky...but he said "it's just following directions".
He took photos while making it and wrote about it.
"The Sasquatch makes a Tart" (in his own words)
warning...photo of a dead animal carcass below...
My apologies to my brother, John, if he reads this. He has already heard the story twice before.
One day when pulling out of our driveway I was unpleasantly surprised to see this....
My husband grew up working in his father's drive-in restaurant (Austin's Drive In).
He and his brothers started out with jobs like swatting flies and picking up garbage from the lot, then progressed to the position of "soda jerks" and eventually to knowing the business inside and out.
One of the stories they like to tell about those days involves preparing pork tenderloin cutlets for a sandwich that eventually was re-named "Whopper Sandwich". It was a best seller. (This was long before Burger King so no problems there).
I think they each had a different experience making those sandwiches and a different story to tell.
The process involved tenderizing the cutlets with a mallet, then dipping them in egg, then in cracker meal, then later fried to produce a beautiful golden patty that stuck out the sides of the bun all the way around.
Lonnie's story is that as a pre-teen, he started challenging himself to see how big of a patty he could make from those small pork cutlets. I guess he kept dipping and working in those cracker crumbs until the patties were coming out as big as saucers!
His Dad had to tell him to hold back and not make them so big.
Then there is the story of one of the younger brothers assigned to the breading task... each time he did it, he ended up with such a thick coating of the breading on his hands that he couldn't close his fingers!
Fun memories for them!
So, a few months ago, one of the nieces, sent out a group family email, saying she wanted to make Whopper Sandwiches for her teenagers and wanted to know the original recipe for them.
The brothers described the ingredients and the method, but in the end, she couldn't find cracker meal in her area, so she had to make substitutions.
Her family loved the sandwiches and she had fun with her daughters making them.
With all the talk of making Whopper Sandwiches, Lonnie started craving them too. Of course I had to try making some for him.
I bought thin boneless center cut pork chops but I couldn't find cracker crumbs in any of the grocery stores around here either. So, I spent forever crushing saltines to use.
I don't have a tenderizing mallet so I scored the chops on both sides with a knife...
I have been keeping an eye on one of my succulents that sent up a bloom stalk not long after I repotted it a couple of months ago. It surprised me with these sweet little orangey blooms.
I've only had the plant since last winter so I had no idea that it would bloom. It has been a vigorous grower and spreader, though.
The bloom stalk is so long that it tipped over and is resting on an aloe plant.
I think I have mentioned here before - a program called Quilts of Valor. It's an organization that collects quilts donated by quilters and presents them to retired and currently active military service men and women...as a token of appreciation for their service to our country.
It's close to a deadline for finishing up this top secret quilt. It's a group quilt and I am adding the finishing touches.
I took advantage of this lovely fall evening to sit out back and finish sewing down the binding (the dark blue outer edge). For my own quilts I always sew it down on the machine, but hand stitching the last edge is really the correct and nicer looking way to do it.
It's hard to see, but I have the quilt folded in a plastic bag...only pulling out the edge I'm working on in an effort to keep it clean.
Our new door for the bedroom finally came in and was installed by the same Pella crew that did our front windows.
This is the old door. The door wasn't bad but the frame was wood and rotten on the outside. We'd had it worked on in the past but the repairs didn't last long. Plus, it wasn't a tight fit and seemed a bit drafty.