Friday, November 6, 2009
Love and Marriage
K: You got married?!?
Me: Yep.
K: And Daddy was the King?
Me: Uhhhhh, yeah, I guess.
K: When I get big like you can I get married?
Me: Yes.
K: But who will be the king?
Me: I don't know. You'll meet some boy that you fall in love with.
K: Maybe......Ryker.
Me: No. You can't marry your brother.
K: (after a long pause) I guess I'll just marry myself. I can't think of anybody else.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Happy Halloween
Cainan took an apple gourd and painted it as an apple with a worm coming out of it. (Aren't we original?)
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Giant Ice Cream Sandwich
It is basically an ice cream sandwich made in a 10 inch springform pan. You layer chocolate chip cookies, walnuts, homemade chocolate sauce and vanilla ice cream to make a very scrumptious...and very rich dessert.
All of our guest loved it and several asked for the recipe. More importantly Ryker loved it. So I give you, "The World's Largest Ice Cream Sandwich".....
Ingredients:
1 batch of chocolate chip cookies, baked according to pkg directions for bar cookies
1 cup chopped walnuts
1 1/2 T. melted butter
1 T. brown sugar
1 can (12 oz.) evaporated milk
1 cup semi sweet morsels
1 cup confectioners sugar
2 oz. unsweetened chocolate baking bar
2 T. butter
1 T. vanilla extract
1/2 gallon vanilla ice cream
1. Bake cookies and let cool completely.
2. Chop cooled cookies into small pieces.
3. Combine walnuts, melted butter and brown sugar in an 8 x 8 square pan. Bake at 375 for 8-10 minutes. Stir well. Cool completely.
4. In a medium saucepan, combine evaporated milk, chocolate morsels, confectioners sugar, baking bar and butter. Cook over med-low heat, stirring occasionally until chocolate is melted. Continue cooking for 5-7 minutes until thickened. Remove from heat. Stir in vanilla. Cool completely.
5. Spread one third of cookie crumbs onto bottom of 10 inch springform pan. Top with 1/2 of the ice cream and half of the chocolate sauce.
6. Combine remaining cookies with walnuts. Spread half of cookie/walnut mixture over chocolate sauce in pan. Top with remaining ice cream.
7. Reserve two tablespoons chocolate sauce. Pour remaining sauce over ice cream layer. Top with remaining cookie/walnut mixture.
8. Drizzle with reserved chocolate sauce.
Keep frozen.
Friday, October 30, 2009
October 30th is National Candy Corn Day
Either way, enjoy some candy corn today. I know I will.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
A Dry Dilemma
The kids loved the macaroons so much that now Ryker wants me to make some for his birthday this weekend, in lieu of cake.
He wants four different flavors......and colors.
Normally that wouldn't be a big deal, but macaroons need to be dry, dry, dry. That means no liquid flavorings or colorings can be added. I have some powder food coloring left over from my cake decorating days, so that shouldn't be a problem.
I can add cocoa powder to the recipe to make chocolate ones and I have some powdered chai flavoring I'm going to use on another batch. They loved the cinnamon macaroons so I'm going to make those again too, but how do I make a strawberry flavored macaroon without using anything even remotely liquid?
For the fillings I think I'll try a vanilla buttercream in the chocolate macaroons, a pumpkin filling of some sort in the chai macaroons and chocolate ganache in the cinnamon ones again. If I can't get the macaroons flavored strawberry maybe I can make a plain vanilla macaroon and make the filling strawberry somehow.
Any ideas?
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Haunted House
I often complain to Brian that since Ryker started school I don’t feel like I have much time with him. It is especially rare to have time alone with him, without Cainan or Kinley. It is hard to go from being together all 12 waking hours to just being together for the last 4 waking hours. I do his reading assignments with him and his piano practice but that is about all we have time for between church responsibilities and his playing with Cainan.
Brian tries to find ways for us to be together. He’ll send us to the store alone or on a special errand, which is really nice. But his most recent idea was that I should take Ryker to the local Jaycee’s Haunted House. I was not fond of the idea. I don’t particularily like haunted houses, especially not when I am supposed to be the big brave adult in the situation. If I have Brian with me and I can be the one that is scared and clinging to him with my eyes closed they aren’t that bad. Brian assured me that since it was just the measly Jaycee’s it couldn’t be too scary. It would be fun.
I wasn’t going to mention the idea to Ryker and just let it drop. No such luck. Brian told Ryker about it and he was so excited. He really wanted to go. So last Saturday night we headed out there. Brian called us on the way and was teasing Ryker about being too scared to eat supper when we got home. To which Ryker’s response was, “Bring it on!”
It was a little bit chilly and we had to stand in line for 30 or 45 minutes outside. Apparently they were only taking in 2-3 people at a time so the line was moving very slowly. We struck up a conversation with the people behind us. It was a man and his 13 or 14 year old son. They were irritated about the slow moving line so I told them that they could go in with us if they wanted to. They agreed.
Finally we went into the pitch black fortress; Ryker first, then me, then the boy and then the man. The guide asked Ryker to hold on to her arm as she led us through the maze of cardboard box walls. It all started out harmlessly enough. We walked through rooms with dead bodies lying on slabs and saw prisoners in an insane asylum moaning. But then it started to get a little scary.Thank goodness for the man behind us. Scary people started coming out of dark corners and chasing our group, but the man in back caught most of that and Ryker and I didn’t really see it.
Then we came to a very narrow passage and the guide told us to be sure and stay to the right. I, in all my wisdom, scooted as far to the left of the passage as I could. I was not about to let someone grab my feet. My mistake. A chainsaw started up right beside my ear and blew my hair into a giant tangled mess as I screamed and practically trampled my son in my attempts to get away. It was at this pointed that Ryker started saying that he didn’t like it and wanted to get out.
I tried to laugh it all off and make fun of the guys in dorky costumes, but I don’t think it worked very well. I even pointed out the fact that our guide had made two cell phone calls and yelled out things like ‘Hey Dave, it’s 8:30!’ as she led us through the maze. Ryker just continued to hold tight to the guide’s arm with one hand and cover his ears with his shoulder and his other hand. I don’t know if he kept his eyes opened or closed. Well, to make a long story short we walked through a graveyard** and some kind of alien hospital room where a zombie tried to get our blood (which interestingly was the part that terrified Ryker the most).
At the very end we had to crawl through a tunnel about the size of a refrigerator box laying on its side. Of course it had a couple of corners in it that you couldn’t see around and Ryker made me go first. I went, but I knew that something was going to be waiting for me around that first corner. Sure enough some kind of zombie guy came crawling toward us. I tried to back up but the guys behind me were staying firm. The undead man retreated so I continued to inch my way forward through the tunnel until the guy behind me said, “Hey, you’re leaving your boy behind.” Apparently, in fright Ryker had crawled backwards past both of those guys and was still cowering in the tunnel. I couldn’t turn around in there so the three of us coaxed him into crawling forward up to where I was.
We finally made it out into the fresh night air and Ryker said, “I am never doing that again! Why did Daddy make us do that?” I was thinking the same thing. The night ended OK because they also had a fun house that was shaped like a pirate ship. We went through that and Ryker felt a little better after laughing at himself in the silly mirrors.
Brian felt really bad when we got home and told him what happened, but now he tries to put a positive spin on it and say that Ryker and I built priceless memories that night, blah, blah, blah. I guess it is one experience that we will always share and hopefully never repeat.
**On a side note I was once again reminded of how old I am, even in the midst of a haunted house. When we walked through the graveyard the guide told us to make a conga line and hold on to the waist of the person in front of us so that we wouldn’t wander off the path and step into any graves. I heard the 13 year old boy behind me whisper, “You do it Dad.”
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
French Macaroons
Let me warn you all....this is not an "American macaroon". Like me, most of you have probably only eaten macaroons made of globs of coconut and gooey sweetened condensed milk. And they're good. But they aren't real French macaroons.
These macaroons are a cookie made of egg whites, almond flour and confectioners sugar with a filling sandwiched in between. We could choose any flavoring or coloring for the macaroons that we wanted and we were also encouraged to try different fillings. I decided to go with a cinnamon flavored macaroon and a chocolate ganache filling.
I followed the recipe exactly....well pretty much. I couldn't find almond flour in the lone grocery store in town so I had to grind my own. I had no idea how many almonds I would need in order to produce 2 cups of almond flour. Turn out one bag is only enough for 1 1/2 cups. So I had to add in 1/2 cup of all purpose flour. That was probably the kiss of death, I know.
My macaroons did not develop the "feet" that they were supposed too. Maybe the flour was the problem. Maybe its the rainy weather and the 100% humidity around here. Whatever the cause they are still really delicious. Since I've never had a real macaroon before I'm not sure if they are exactly the right texture, though. They are somewhat chewy, but I like that.
I think they are marvelous and I will definitely try them again some time. I'm dying to go to a bakery now and try a "real" macaroon to see how mine compare. For now, here is the recipe so that you can try it yourself.
Cinnamon Macaroons with Chocolate Ganache Filling
Directions:
Monday, October 26, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Go Faster, Mommy
If, like me, your 3 year old happens to be a cute little girl with long blond hair you will always have people approaching her and touching her hair or tickling her chin or waving or smiling or making faces in her direction. We're used to it.
So today when we were cruising through Wal-Mart (Kinley standing on the end of the cart looking behind me) and Kinley yelled, "Go faster, Mommy. There's a lady chasing us!" I expected to see some well meaning jokester teasing her from afar.
Instead I saw an elderly lady with an oxygen tube in her nose and a tank in the "trunk" of her motorized wheelchair/shopping cart coming up on my heels. Ooops. Apparently she didn't see the humor in the situation. She just looked at me disgustedly as I quickly turned the corner.
And that's when I gave Kinley a sucker to keep her mouth busy.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Just Sleepin'
I set up a movie for the girls in the wing off the sanctuary and took lots of snacks for them. They did great.....except for interrupting me for two emergency bathroom breaks. As the meeting was wrapping up and we were visiting just outside the door I heard some movement and giggling from the front of the sanctuary.
When I peeked in I could see that the girls' movie was over and they were LAYING ON THE COMMUNION TABLE on the stage! Kinley was on top of it and her friend was on the shelf underneath. Shocked, I





