The Food Network has “Healthy” happily printed across a picture of The Pioneer Woman’s Strawberry Oatmeal Bars recipe. Hooray! I need to eat healthier. You see, my doctor recently told me I had high cholesterol, and said that he was very disappointed in me. I told him, “Hey, you’re not the boss of me!”, and left his office. I then went home, made myself a martini, complained to Jackson Brownie (my dog) that this doctor knows nothing about nobody, and then scoured the internet for healthy recipes because ultimately I’m a people pleaser, and I want to make my doctor proud. Well, I found Strawberry Oatmeal Bars, and it said “healthy“, so I made them. They were very easy to make, and I had all of the ingredients. As they baked in the oven a “healthy“, buttery aroma filled the kitchen. I could hardly wait for them to cool completely before cutting into them. I held a warm square of “healthy” goodness between my fingers, and took a bite. They were decadent. They were yummy. They were sweet. If this is what healthy is then I never want to be unhealthy again. As I was reaching for another square the phone rang. It was my doctor. He told me that they were not healthy bars. And that just because they contain oats doesn’t make it so. And that the amount of butter in the recipe cancels out all of the healthy goodness. He also said that he’s even more disappointed in me than ever before. Continue reading →
Beef And Guinness Pie
I’ll make this quick because Democracy is beginning to crumble , and I’ve got to be ready to run for cover at a moments notice. I always begin my first post of the year with my New Year’s resolutions, so here goes… I’m going to eat more chocolate chip cookies, and drink more gin. I’m going to pretend to speak a foreign language for a whole day. The next time my kids fight I’m going to tell them that I’m leaving to join the circus, but this time I’ll mean it! I’m going to walk around with a toothpick sticking out of my mouth and mumble, “The rules are they’re ain’t no rules”. I’m going to enter a pie eating contest, and win. I’m going do more yoga.
I made you a beef and Guinness pie. Happy New Year. Continue reading →
Embossed Chocolate Butter Cookies
I just ordered the floral-designed rolling pin from Embossed, and I think I have found my new favorite baking tool! It transforms an otherwise delicious cookie to the next level by simply imprinting beautiful flowers and cute birds on top. I just know these embossed chocolate butter cookies will wow my friends and family. I like to imagine them all thinking that I took the tiniest of chisels and painstakingly carved out a lovely design on each baked cookie. I envision myself being the talk of the town! Admirers from far and wide will call me the Michelangelo of cookies! I’ll sell these works of art on every corner of every street, in every major city, and make billions of dollars!
Look, if anyone asks how I made my embossed chocolate butter cookies I’ll tell them the truth. But if they don’t ask…
Blackberry Kuchen
Friends, we are living in extraordinary times. Let’s make it extra extra extraordinary and bake a blackberry kuchen! What is a kuchen, you ask? Kuchen is a German coffee cake made from an enriched yeast dough (eggs, butter, sugar, flour salt, and yeast). It is crowned with a streusel topping, and fresh blackberries. So delicious! I adapted this recipe from Nigella Lawson’s Apple Blackberry Kuchen recipe. (Steps onto soap box) Before we get started, however, I want you to do me a favor and put on a mask. As much as this blackberry kuchen is very yummy, the Coronavirus is very bad. I should know. I’ve had it. Even though I’m through the worst of the worst, and my symptoms were considered “mild”, there have been some lasting effects that are down right scary. Most days I’ve trouble breathing. My pulmonologist at Mount Sinai believes that my lungs are having a difficult time breathing air fully out. Some days my mind is so foggy that I can’t think straight– I even have a hard time reading. And once or twice a week I have dizzy spells. They don’t last long, but it’s alarming none-the-less. Friends, I want you to stay healthy. I want you to stay happy. Please keep baking. Please wash your hands. And please wear a mask. (Steps down from soap box, and puts on apron) Continue reading →