Oh yes. Let’s pretend it’s springtime and bite into this savory concoction.
lemon pastry cremes~ (n) My favorite girl scout cookie that they discontinued, flaky cookies dusted in powdered sugar with a sweet creamy lemon filling inside.
There are a few food items I would say I actually obsess over. Long lost food items from my childhood that cease to be in existence any longer. I have made many attempts to recreate these, some were disastrous , Some, I have successfully re-created.
Lemon Pastry Cremes being one of them. (insert happy dance and several woo-hoos)
I know, it’s January and the last of the Christmas cookies and candy canes have successfully been purged from the house, and now it’s time to purge them from the waistline, and… just as we are detoxing and denying sweets…
You know who I’m talking about… those sweet little girls peddling their $5 a-box cookies. (Are they $5? $7? They go up every year…) They get you as you go into the grocery store, all the while you’re intent on getting your fat- free -dairy -free -lactose- free- soy -free-nut-free dairy replacement beverage to go with your extra fiber sugar free fibrous bark bran flakes…
and they’re there.
You want to say: “I’m on a diet/gluten intolerant/allergic to cardboard”
But, instead you say: “Catch me on the way out” partially hoping you’ll both forget for your wallet’s sake and your hips as well.
But… it happens.
It’s easily justified, they are only sold once a year, and only for a week at that.
they freeze well.
There’s new flavors this year.
It’s not January without Thin Mints and Caramel Delites.
So, you buy four cases.
It’s okay. I’m not judging.
I bet they would sell cases more if sales were not during peak “diet season”.
They ought to sell them at back to school time… that’s peak snacking season. Think about it: after school snacks, cookies for lunchboxes, a little treat for mom while the kids are in school, and… don’t even get me started on all the fall flavored cookies they could churn out. Oh yes, pumpkin spice caramel delite…. I can taste it already….
That’s it. I’m sending a letter to the Girl Scouts.
Dear Madame, (I’m pretty sure it will be a woman in charge, just a hunch)
It has occurred to me that there is an error in your cookie marketing campaign. You are promoting and marketing your goods in the wrong season of eating. May I suggest that peak diet season be replaced with peak snacking season?
We are all embracing our cozy flannels and sweatpants during this season, and your sales of decadent treats will be consumed in even greater numbers, without fear of the extra poundage even showing until well into swimsuit season.
With all due respect,
The Domestic Mama
Now: allow me to channel my inner cookie seller and entice your to make these cookies:
Using your grandma’s cookie cutter? Oh yes, you’re making granny proud.
Homemade is always better than store bought… everyone knows that.
- For the cookies:
- 1 cup butter, softened
- 8 ounces cream cheese, softened
- 2 cups flour
- ½ cup sugar
- 2 teaspoons lemon zest
- For the filling:
- ½ stick butter, softened
- 2 cups confectioners' sugar
- 2 tablespoons lemon juice
- Combine all ingredients and spread between cooked cookies
- For the cookies:
- Combine the butter, cream cheese and lemon zest.
- Add the sugar and mix well
- Add the flour and mix to form a dough
- Wrap in plastic wrap and chill for 2 hours
- Preheat oven to 350
- Roll out dough to ⅛" thick and place on a parchment lined baking sheet
- Bake 7-10 minutes or until firm
- Allow to cook and fill with lemon butter filling (recipe above)
- Makes 24 sandwich cookies
There are a few things in life that I had never tried until I was in my thirties such as:
homemade fruit cake
vegan “meat” loaf
Keurig brewed coffee
This year, I decided that I need to try a few new items….. With our local fair coming into town, I’m sure that won’t be hard. However, I would like to experience some (ah-hem) more classy cuisines as well. For instance, exotic fruits and veggies…..I’d love to try that fruit that, (in some countries) is illegal to eat in public because it smells so bad. Apparently it tastes better than it smells… I forgot the name of it, I’ll have to add it to my “need to google” list.
In the old days I had a “need to research” list, and I would take a trip to the local library to “research” it. Now, the list reserved for lazy days in front of the computer with a big mug of coffee and a danish.
As I said (or typed) before I never tried endive. (I know, crazy, right?!)
And, now it’s once of my new favorite vessels to serve bite sized morsels of goodness in.
The “recipe” is simple; drizzle endive spears with Nudo Lemon Extra Virgin Olive Oil, and place inside the spear crumbled blue cheese, diced Roma tomatoes, and thinly sliced prosciutto.
Garnish with fresh basil and a drizzle of red whine reduction sauce; this sauce in particular uses Rios de Chile wine, a Chilean wine with rich notes, soft berries and a clean finish. Intensifying the wines sweet notes in a reduction sauce further balances the salt of the blue cheese and smokiness of the prosciutto.
what have you never tried before?
- 1 cup Rios Merlot
- ½ cup vegetable broth
- 1 teaspoon rosemary
- ¼ teaspoon pepper
- 1 teaspoon sugar
- Place all ingredients in a saucepan and cook over medium heat until liquid has reduced to ½ cup
- Drizzle over stuffed endive.
- Also great with beef.
A special thank you to Nudo Olive oil and Rios wine for sponsoring this post
There is nothing wrong with walking barefoot in the grass, playing in the rain or drawing with crayons. Somewhere along the lines of growing up; a line gets crossed and childish ways are set aside, and we move into other realms of reality.
Then, all of the sudden you realize it has been years since you dunked a warm chocolate chip cookie in a glass of cool milk.
Take the time for an afternoon snack.
Allow yourself a small dose of childhood once in a while, it does a spirit good. I’m not saying go throw a temper tantrum in the grocery line when the lady in from of you has 22 items in the 10 and under line, nor am I telling you to start picking your nose or sucking your thumb again. I’m talking about the small things, that now, as adults, the pressures of the daily grind rob us of … those little spots of joy that pop up everyday. For instance…
sunrises and sunsets
drawing a picture
mailing a letter
playing shadow puppets
hot buttered noodles
hot cocoa (instead of coffee)
warm cookies and milk
I realized that there will be a day I won’t have a young child in the house, and slowly the crayons and cartoons will be only a memory of younger times. It’s those things that are a part of childhood revisited that are worth savoring even as time progresses.
cookies and milk
crayons and cartoons
You don’t even have to go all Betty Crocker homemade either. Dunk an OREO, or nuke a Nantucket*
*(one of my favorite store bought cookies)
But, if you want to go all Betty, here is the ultimate chocolate chip cookie recipe.
Make a batch. Have a warm one, and share some with someone you know may need a little dose of childhood.
ENJOY Love, MK
And, if you are here to see if you’ve won some lovely olive oil…. drum roll please:
Submitted on 2015/01/01 at 11:16 am
stuffed shells made with homemade sauce
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Innocent. Sweet. A little more than a cookie and a little less than a cake. That in-between dessert.
Kind of like a pre-teen.
Seriously, what happens between ages 11-13? !This is the first time I have raised a pre-teen to teen girl and the morphing process is like a cupcake turning into a cannonball.
From soft and sweet to a wrecking ball…
Not exactly a wrecking ball, just a ball that’s swaying there… and you never know what it’s going to do.
Gotta love hormones, eh?
Sometimes the only thing that helps pre-teen angst is cupcakes.
Or, allowing her to watch a marathon of Cupcake Wars.
As far as pre teen boys go? I don’t know… that is a whole world I haven’t step foot in.
These cupcakes were made for her 12th birthday, back when her favorite color was blue, and she loved Taylor Swift.
Now she’s 13 and I am pretty sure her favorite color is black, her hair is blue (not my choice) and her music sounds like men getting tortured while guitars are smashed.
Oh how I miss Taylor…..
Cupcakes and cannonballs…. this too shall pass.
For the recipes click here:
This year, it’s going to be less work and more play for my camera. Better yet, more work and more play.
The best play is work, and the best work is play.
Enjoy the moments before they become memories.
The picture above was somehow taken by me, and I am pretty sure it was taken with my iPhone. Because I am scared to death of heights. And, every year at the fair, my husband has to ride the sky ride.
And, every year I try like crazy to spend all of our cash so that “oh darn, we can’t go on it” and, every year he has a hidden $12 in his pocket.
Specifically for that ride.
And, every year for 14 minutes I am sweating bullets and praying the cables hold up.
So, back to 2014 highlights:
I just like the pic.
Another fun memory… camping in 96 degree weather . The first night it rained poured .. right into our tent. So, we had to drive two hours to the nearest Wamart and we bought another. The box claimed it was “2 minute set up” Hahahaha!
It was more like five.
But, I am not complaining about that at all. Our last tent was a 1 hour nightmare to set up.
Is this too much people? I know this is a food blog.
Do you need something for your eye’s belly? Yes, I know we don’t have such a part in our ocular system… but, I swear there are days all I want to do is look at pictures of food and feed my eye belly.
New term for ’15: eye belly. Or something like that. Give me a day or two…
Maybe this year.
I think part of that is because I used to do all of my computer work from 5-7am.
Now, I have a young child on my lap at 5:45 am and, well… add in the holiday excitement, no school, Santa and elves, she was quite the spaz all December.
Can I explain my December first? It’s not like yours, I promise.
I’m director of children’s ministry = Christmas program to develop
My kid in the school Christmas play: sew a costume
My sweet friend “T”‘s birthday
mother is law’s birthday
our wedding anniversary
New Years Eve
Add the parties, cookies to bake, gifts to buy and wrap….
swoosh. It’s amazing I even had my camera out.
It’s these tiny moments in time, that keep me from blazing through all the little moments that count.
Enjoy the moments before they become memories.
Happy New Year!
I haven’t missed one day of posting all year.
I’m starting off with a good start, eh? Every year I intend to post more, write more, photograph more, and offer more giveaways. And, then… life starts to happen. You know, laundry, clutter, jobs, weeds, kids, husbands,(wait. make that singular husband. I only have one) dogs, birds, chickens…
I’m also pretty sure every year I say I’m going to post here more .. well, this year I’m not going to say that.
I’m going to do that.
So, in accordance with the calendar flipping into a new year I decided I’m going to say less and do more.
I’m not going to say “I’ll do it , I’m going to say “I’ve done it”
I’m going to have to say no more to certain things,( like impulse shopping and another cookbook.)
I’m going to stay home and use what I’ve got and make my own recipes up. That will be fun for you guys, too. Because I know you love my stories about smoking out the house for days…Even if it’s a recipe I have shared here before, chances are the photographs need an re-do.
I’m also not going to stress about what people may or may not think of things I post and write about. 99.9% of my content is upbeat and positive, but if on occasion I feel like I need to vent about mother in laws, (wait. I only have one of those, too… thank goodness) stressful step-parenting,weight loss, fears over the economy and world, my faith, and my OCD on hand washing and clean floors.
Nobody is perfect, duh. I’m not going to act like it, either. I apologize if I have ever played out that image
here. In recent years.
In old posts, I was way more open to share the trials and tribulations, and then … I’m not sure. I think I fell trap to the compassion trap, and comparison is the thief of joy.
I kicked that thief out. And I’m back.
I’m sure a lot of you have been to restaurants where bread is served along with olive oil and herbs for dipping, instead of butter. Not only is this heart- healthy but it’s also a nice change from attempting to spread cold butter on soft bread. Which, usually results in a cold mound smooshed into a once fluffy bread.
I get impatient with cold butter at times, I must admit.
That’s why I love bread dipping…
For this bread dipping, I samples Nudo Italian olive oils, exquisite fine extra virgin olive oils that have been infused with the flavors of lemon, basil and roasted garlic.
I am absolutely crazy about these oils… the superior packaging ensures fresh oil, and the handy pop up pour spout makes it easy to drizzle, measure and pour. Without those messy sticky drips….
You get what you pay for with olive oil, and this is well worth every penny.
As far as the flavors:
The roasted garlic, by far has been the crowd favorite. and I have been using it in almost everything from tossing pasta to seasoning my black beans. It goes way beyond bread dipping. The possibilities are limitless.
If you’d like to have a bottle of the roasted garlic ( a $17 value!) for yourself, simply comment at the end of this post your answer to the following question:
“What’s your favorite Italian dish?”
Winner will be chosen at random by one of my kids Jan 7th, 2015
A special thank you to Nudo Olive OIl for sponsoring this post.