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Ah, Geez, Another Recipe?

This morning I tried steel-cut oats for breakfast. They sounded so yummy on WantNot. And I will say this: they are better than rolled oats. And they left my tummy feeling warm and happy and satisfied. Plus, I felt so righteous and healthy for eating them.

But YUCK. I started adding things, trying to make them taste better. A little sugar? A little peanut butter? A little cocoa? And before long I was thinking maybe I should just go ahead and make No-Bakes instead. No-Bakes are the kind of recipe where if you make them and bring them to an event, everyone will be like, “HEY!!! I’ve had these!! I didn’t know what they were called and couldn’t find the recipe!! YOU MUST GIVE ME THE RECIPE!!”

No-Bake Chocolate Peanut Butter Oatmeal Cookies

  • 1 stick (1/2 cup) butter or margarine (I like to use butter, but the original recipe I have calls for margarine)
  • 1/2 cup milk
  • 2 cups sugar
  • 3/4 cup peanut butter (creamy or crunchy; I prefer creamy)
  • 3-1/2 cup rolled oats (regular or quick; I prefer regular)
  • 6-7 tablespoons baking cocoa (I go for, like, 6-1/2)
  • 1 tablespoon vanilla (I use the cheapie imitation stuff for this, not the real vanilla extract, because a TABLESPOON??)

In a medium saucespan (a 2-quart is big enough, but a 3-quart will give you more stirring room so you’re less likely to slop over the edges), bring the butter/margarine, milk, and sugar to a boil. Boil for a minute and a half, then remove from heat. Add everything else and stir it up. Spoon mixture onto waxed paper in cookie-sized lumps. Let cool/set.

See, look at all the OATMEAL! Your cookie size will vary, but when I make them I get about 24 cookies to the batch. There are 3.5 cups of oats in the recipe, and there are 16 tablespoons to the cup, so that’s 56 tablespoons of oats divided by 24 cookies, or well over 2 tablespoons of oats per cookie. The butter might look intimidating, but it’s only 8 tablespoons in the whole recipe; there are 3 teaspoons per tablespoon, so that’s 24 teaspoons of butter divided by 24 cookies, or 1 teaspoon per cookie. I have more butter than that on a slice of toast, so that amount of butter doesn’t scare me. And there’s half again as much peanut butter as butter, so that’s 1.5 teaspoons of peanut butter per cookie, and that doesn’t scare me either.

Of course, these are a food allergy NIGHTMARE. Peanut butter! Dairy! I haven’t tried it, but I suspect you could make them with a non-dairy milk, and you can go for margarine rather than butter. I made them without peanut butter once when I was out of peanut butter, and I made the notation “OK wo/PB” so it must not have been a disaster. I also see a VERY old notation next to the margarine/butter that says “can be halved.” That seems…unlikely. But there it is in my own handwriting. I wouldn’t halve the margarine/butter, though, if you’re leaving out the peanut butter.

Chocolate-Mint Brownies: A New Twist

Do you want to DIE HAPPY? I’ll just fill in your line of dialogue for you: “Yes, as long as you mean the happiness literally but the death figuratively.” Okay, I accept your terms!

First, make up a batch of my favorite brownies, which is a recipe I altered from the back of the box of Baker’s Unsweetened Chocolate:

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Butter a 9×13-inch baking pan.

In a largeish saucepan (I think the one I use is 3 quarts), melt 1 and 1/2 sticks (3/4ths cup) butter and 5 squares (5 ounces, which is 140 grams) unsweetened chocolate. When melted, remove from heat. Then add 2 cups of sugar, 3 eggs, 1 cup of flour, 1/2 teaspoon salt, and 1 teaspoon of peppermint extract (not mint extract: it has to be peppermint). Mix it all up and put it into the pan and the pan into the oven. Bake for 30 minutes.

As soon as you remove them from the oven, pour a whole bag of mint chocolate chips over the top as evenly as you can.

Like so.

I used Andes Baking Chips, but I’ve also used Hershey’s mint chocolate chips (which are only available nearer the holidays in my area). Let them sit there a few minutes while you go cycle laundry or something, and when you come back, cut the brownies: they’re really too hot for this (oven mitts!), but this will keep the top coating from breaking as much as it would if you tried to cut them after it cooled. Cutting them will also leave pretty swirls in the mixed brown and green of the melted Andes chips.

Let them cool—and it will be agonizing, because it will take SO LONG for the melted chocolate to de-melt. I finally put them in the refrigerator because I couldn’t stand it any longer. But it was worth it, because I ended up with these brownies that had a pretty, swirly, chocolate-mint COATING—like an ice-cream bar. Mmmmmmmmm.

Chicken Plus What Equals Delicious?

I have been browsing the recipe sites recommended in the comment section of the post where I asked for low-sodium recipes, and my conclusion so far is that “I am not a very good cook” was probably an insufficient description of my skillz.

I’ve been mulling it over, and I think what I need is to learn how to cook boneless skinless chicken breasts in a very plain way. Right now all I know how to do is the kind of recipe where I pour a can of cream-of-something soup over them and top them with crumbs. But even the low-sodium canned soups are pretty salty.

I tried just sort of…baking the chicken on a baking sheet, and it was like Shrinkydinks: the chicken was half the size it started as, and as chewy and dry as plastic. (Are you beginning to believe the “I am not a very good cook” thing?)

I am guessing that what I need to do here is start with a casserole dish, put in the chicken breasts, and then….find something low/no-sodium to pour over them. BUT WHAT? I am relying on you, as always—- Love, Swistle

Low-Salt Cooking: HELP ME

Hey, do you eat a low-salt diet? And if so, do you have some good recipes to give me? My mother-in-law eats low-salt, and I’m always thinking, “Hey, no prob, I’ll just leave the salt out!”—but of course it’s more complicated than that. Things have more salt than I think of them as having (my chili recipe has salt in the tomato soup, the crushed tomatoes, the chili powder, and the kidney beans, in addition to in the salt itself), and/or reducing the salt makes the recipe all blicky because there’s nothing to make up for the loss of flavor. Plus, I love salt, so most of my favorite recipes are salty ones.

I am…not a very good cook. Taking away salt makes me a worse cook. I am hoping you have some recipes that will help me fake it.

Apple Bread Recipe

1 cup sugar
1/2 cup Crisco
2 eggs
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
2-3 teaspoonfuls cinnamon (optional; it’s good both ways)
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 cup chopped apples (I leave the peel on)
1/2 cup nuts (optional; I always leave them out)

Cream sugar and Crisco. Add eggs. Add dry ingredients. Add vanilla. Mix in apples and nuts by hand. Don’t taste the batter or you will end up eating ALL of it.

Pour into greased bread pan. Bake at 350 degrees F for 1 hour. Spill water on it and fling it into the yard in a weepy tantrum, or else slice it and eat it. I like to toast it and butter it and eat it with a hot cup of coffee or tea. MMMmmmm.

Weekend Pay-it-Forward Update; Also, Recipe Request

I happen to know a lot of you are a fast draw with a recipe, and our Michelle is collecting them for a special project. You know those fundraising cookbooks that always have the best recipes? Well, or the fundraising cookbook in my cupboard does: it’s done by the residents of a nursing home, and all the recipes have butter and/or marshmallows in them.

Anyway, Michelle’s son’s special-needs preschool is doing a fundraising cookbook, and they need recipes: they have about 100, and they need about 700. You can read her post here, and you can email her at ahnya at excite dot com.

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Pay-it-forward updates:

A Girl and Her Blog is showing the giftie she got, and starting a new contest. This one has a different spin on the PIF contest.

Secret Mom Thoughts is showing the giftie she got, and starting a new contest.

There’s a Brownie Recipe at the End

Um, hi. CRABBY MUCH? I told you I was hormonal. I mean, what in the blue blazes do I care about how other people mange their blogging hobbies? Do I give two shakes of a lamb’s tail? NO I DO NOT.

Seriously! How does it affect me if people choose to focus on promotion rather than on creating something worth promoting? NOT AT ALL, that’s how! Do I even notice who’s doing it and who’s not? No! Did I even know those promotional sites existed before LAST NIGHT? No! So what is in MY bonnet? How come I’m STILL making crabby remarks? I mean, look at that sentence about “promotion rather than creating something worth promoting.” BIT-CHY.

And would I want someone else flouncing in telling ME how to handle MY blog hobby? Certainly not! Some people think ads are stupid, and what do I have over there?—->
A big old ad, that’s what! Do I want someone saying, “Ads are stupid! What are you, a writer or a BILLBOARD? What are you doing, blogging or SHILLING FOR CAPITALISTS?” No! So what business do I have flouncing around saying that the promotion websites—which, as I say, I spent all of five minutes learning about—are stupid? None, that’s what! NONE!

Furthermore, did I even take a few minutes to make sure I was making my alleged “point” clear? No! It was near bedtime, so I just dashed it off and went away in a snit. NICE. So now it’s like I’m flinging dirt around at everyone who has ever hoped—utterly naturally—to attract more readers to their blog, and has taken perfectly ordinary steps to do so! NICE. And who was it who just finished saying that when you vent, you have to make sure the shrapnel will not hit innocent bystanders? THAT’S RIGHT.

Sigh. So here is what I am: sorry if you got hit by annoying little bits of my vent shrapnel. Because I didn’t mean you. And I can say that with 100% certainty and 0% lying, because I had literally NONE OF YOU in mind, nor have I ever noticed your blog-promoting activities with narrowed eyes, nor do I care what blog-promoting activities you participate in. You know who I had in mind? An imaginary person, possibly based on my pyramid-scheme-participating high-school boyfriend: someone grasping at anything that looks like fame or fortune, no matter how stupid and useless. Someone who doesn’t understand that attention for the sake of attention is meaningless and stupid. Yes, that sounds just like him. Well, or like Paris Hilton. And they don’t sound anything like you, now do they? And so I should have been a little more careful before I started yelling at them, now shouldn’t I?

So let’s kiss and make up! I’ve got fudge AND brownies! The brownies turned out really awesome, too:

Kiss and Make Up Brownies
3/4 cup (1.5 sticks) butter
5 squares (5 ounces) unsweetened baking chocolate
2 cups sugar
3 eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 cup flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup chopped pecans (optional)

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F, and butter a 9×13 pan. Melt butter and baking chocolate in a large saucepan. When melted, remove saucepan from heat and use saucepan as a mixing bowl. Add sugar, then add eggs and vanilla. Then add flour and salt. Then add pecans. Do not eat all the batter; instead, put it into buttered pan and then onward into the oven. Bake for 28 minutes. Remove from oven. Let cool (HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA—just a little joke there! Do not burn tongue on pecans.).

Invoice—Please Pay in Brownies

You know what’s a dumb idea, while dieting? THIS: “I’m kind of hungry. I think I’ll go poke around in the kitchen cabinets and see what I want to eat.” By the time your slow, slow brain is saying, “Wait. Hey. Wait. I don’t think we’re supposed to eat that,” your fast clever tummy will be saying, “HA HA TOO LATE!”

Last night I was doing what people do when they’re “spoiling for a fight,” except I was spoiling for a CHEAT. I saw a cookie recipe that had four ingredients (Bisquick, box of pistachio pudding mix, canola oil, egg), and within 30 seconds I was in the kitchen making them and planning to eat the entire tray with a big cup of cold milk. And then the cookies came out AWFUL (not the recipe’s fault: I used sugar-free pudding, which I knew probably wouldn’t work because I’d read something about most artificial sweeteners losing sweetness during baking—but I had hopes, and also I had no regular pudding).

They had to be thrown out, and instead of feeling SAVED FROM MYSELF, I went around acting as if now the universe owed me an alternative cheat. If it hadn’t been too late in the evening to start baking again, I would have. And the whole diet seemed stupid, and like it’s wasn’t working, and like it was taking way too long to be worth it.

But then other times, like this morning, I’m admiring the way my jeans are no longer just “less tight” but actually “loose,” and I’m holding the waistband away from me the way they do in diet ads, and I’m thinking, “This WORKS. This is amazing. It is WORKING. I am CHANGING SIZE by FORCE OF WILL!” And I walk around all flouncy and cute, feeling like Miss Awesome.

What’s frustrating to me is that I can’t hang on to the “It is WORKING!” feeling when I’m having the “The universe owes me treats!!!” feeling. In fact, even now I am seeing my weight loss as some sort of debit card: I’ve paid ahead, and now I am owed all those calories. My jeans are loose; therefore I may eat a batch of brownies.

Beautiful Day [Edited to Include Pecan Roll Recipe]

My darlings, will you LOOK at what I had for breakfast this morning?

[Mrs. M, those two lidded bowls in the background are the grey-and-white Noritake Arroyo dish pattern I was telling you about.]

That’s hot coffee-milk (half coffee, half milk) made from Dunkin’ Donuts hazelnut ground coffee, and with real sugar in it instead of the Splenda I couldn’t face this morning. And HOMEMADE PECAN ROLLS. My mother made them for me because I had to deal with so much barfing over the last few days. Do you need a closer look there, Droolykins?

Awwwww, yeahhhhhh. FROM SCRATCH. With BUTTER. And so many pecans, it’s like a pecan PARTY. (Not a very good party for the pecans.)

I hope we all agree that there are certain times when the word “diet” is not only an incomprehensible word in a foreign tongue but actually an abomination not to be borne by the ears of the pure? I hope none of us follow that diet Oprah was on in the late ’90s, where even MAJOR HOLIDAYS such as Christmas and Thanksgiving were NO EXCUSE for eating ker-razy junk food like turkey and mashed potatoes. You could have naked baked sweet potatoes in their skins and you could have some plain green beans lightly steamed and that’s IT. Otherwise you might as well declare EVERY day a holiday. Have cranberry sauce on Thanksgiving? Then you might as well go ahead and have doughnuts every morning! JUST LET GO ENTIRELY, FATTY!

Anyway, this morning things looked very grim: I was up twice in the night with Henry, once with Elizabeth, and then Elizabeth spent the rest of the night in our bed shoving me off my side and pinning down the covers, and then I couldn’t get back to sleep after nursing Henry at 4:30, in part because the pinehole CAT kept STEPPING ON MY HAIR. I gave up the sleep fight at 5:15, because at that point if I DO fall asleep, it’s just going to be unpleasantness when the alarm goes off less than an hour later. But to go to the kitchen and remember the pecan rolls? And to have them heated up and sugarbutter-melty, with a cup of hot hot milky coffee? The sun may not be up yet, but WHO CARES? It is a beautiful day!

Edit: Okay, okay, settle down, I got the recipe from my mom!

Swistle’s Mom’s Pecan Roll Recipe
In mixer bowl:
1 c. flour
1/4 c. sugar
1 t. salt
1 pkg dry yeast (2-1/4t.)

In saucepan:
1/2 c. water
1/2 c. milk
1/4 c. butter (1/2 stick)

Also:
1 egg
2 1/2 c. additional flour (approx.)
2 T. butter (to spread on rectangle)
1/4 c. sugar and 1 t. cinnamon (to sprinkle on rectangle)

To spread on bottom of pan:
1/2 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. (1 stick) butter
2 T. light corn syrup

1/2 c. 1 to 1-1/2 c pecans (see comments)

In mixer bowl, combine 1 c flour, sugar, salt, and yeast. In saucepan, heat water, milk, and butter until very warm. Add with egg to flour mixture. Blend at low speed, then beat at medium speed for 3 minutes. By hand (see comments), stir in 2 c flour until dough pulls away cleanly from sides of bowl.

On floured surface, knead dough in about 1⁄2 c flour until smooth, elastic, and bubbled under surface, about 10 minutes. Put in greased bowl, cover with plastic and cloth, and let rise in warm place for about 1 hour until doubled. Then punch down well and rest under inverted bowl for 15 minutes.

In small bowl, combine brown sugar, butter, and corn syrup. Spread evenly on bottom of greased 9×13-inch pan. Sprinkle on the pecans.

In small bowl, combine sugar and cinnamon. Roll dough into 12×20-inch rectangle, spread on 2 T butter, and sprinkle on the cinnamon mix. Roll up dough from long side, forming a 20-inch-long roll, and seal edge.

Cut roll into 20 1-inch slices, and place them cut-side-down in the 9×13-inch pan. Cover and let rise for about 1 hour until doubled.

Bake at 375° for 25-30 minutes until deep gold. Cool 1 minute, then invert onto rack, holding pan upside-down to let topping drip off.

Comments:

I got this recipe from my friend Judy when we lived in the Midwest 25 years ago. Everything she made was especially yummy, and she wasn’t the sort to stint on butter. Take out several sticks right at the start, so they’ll be room temperature when you need them.

For the pecans, I err on the side of generous — which doesn’t seem to hurt the final product. In the last batch, for example, I finished off a bag of pecans and found I actually had more like 1 1/2 cups — in fact a generous 1-1/2 cups heading toward 1-3/4 — and I wondered if I might be reaching the point of diminishing returns, but no. It’s okay to settle for 1 cup — I’ve done it myself many a time — but when they’re done you’ll find yourself picking your rolls with an eye to which one are the most nutty, whereas with 1-1/2 cups there’s no fighting. [Swistle note: This is absolutely accurate. Skimping leads to fighting, and to sad-looking, picked-over rolls when the good ones are gone. With 1-1/2 cups, every roll is excellent.]

I just noticed the recipe says a HALF c. pecans. No … definitely more than 1/2 c. I’d say. 1 c. minimum.

I use a Kitchen-Aide mixer, and keep using it even where in the first paragraph it says “By hand … ” switching to the dough hook as it gets thick. Then I let the dough hook knead it for the 10 minutes. Judy made hers by hand, and hers were certainly as good. [Swistle note: I don’t think that can be possible. But I’ll admit Judy made some nummy treats.] While adding those 2 to 2-1/2 c. of flour, I do it just a half-cup at a time and let the dough hook get that mixed in before I add the next half cup. I think that works better than just dumping it all in at once, which is what I used to do.

The last couple times I made them, I used bread-machine yeast, since that’s what I happened to have on hand. It worked fine.

These are easy and satisfying to make. Yes, you do have to be around the house for several hours and you have to check to see how the rising is coming along and so forth, but they’re not at all hard to make. Or to eat. —Swistle’s Mom

Tax Deductions, Dinosaur T-Shirts, Recipe for Corn Starch Muck

Paul is crabby with his RSS reader. He’s saying to it, “No, I’LL tell YOU when to ‘mark as read’ KAY-THANX!” Apparently it keeps marking things as read when he hasn’t even clicked on them yet, and that is highly annoying. He shouldn’t give it such a hard time for malfunctioning, though: he should just be glad his RSS feeder is there with him, rather than on someone else’s computer. TEE HEE.

This afternoon I supervised the making of a baking-soda-and-vinegar “volcano.” AND I made a big batch of Corn Starch Muck for the kids to play with. AND I’ve been dumping my used coffee grounds into a gross little baggie every day because William says he needs ” a cup of grinds” for another messy project. Pls send mothering medal kthanx.

Have you ever made Corn Starch Muck? I believe “Magical Mixture” is its preferred name. You take corn starch, maybe half a box, and mix it with jusssst enough water to moisten it and stick it together. You get this weird play clay that will break like chocolate if you snap it suddenly, but will dribble like liquid through your fingers if you hold it still. Freaky! And messy! (Play with it in a bowl, and put the bowl on newspapers. And maybe put the newspapers outside. Perhaps in another state.) But fun for kids. Seriously, they’ll be out of your hair for hours, and then you give them wet washcloths and make them clean up the drying white powdery clumps and flakes all over the floor, and that buys you another hour.

I filed my taxes (*smug expression*) and this year I have too many children for the form. I use TurboTax software, so I don’t fill in actual forms with an actual writing implement, but I saw on the print-out that it had to file a separate form for additional dependents, because the main form only has room for four.

Those of you who have been hanging out around here for awhile know my feelings about Walllmart, which is that it is the kind of place where you take a deep breath, run in, do your shopping as fast as you can, and get the helll out. But look what I found there:

DINOSAUR SHIRTS. Marked down to only $2 each! Elizabeth LOVES dinosaurs; I got her one of each shirt, but then got some for Edward too so they could coordinate.