Behold The Power of Cupcakes.

First things first:

IMG_2823

The Boston Bruins are two wins away from their second Stanley Cup Championship in three years. Go B’s!!!!

IMG_2798

Here we have the basic yellow cupcake.

I baked these up last week, when there wasn’t anything “desserty” in the house. The recipe is from The New Good Housekeeping Cookbook (well, it was new when I received it, sometime in the 80′s), and it is so simple. But there’s more to these cupcakes than meets the eye. With a few added ingredients, these cupcakes can become sweet, delectable little desserts, one serving at a time. And maybe, just maybe, help make dreams come true.

Read on, click here!

The Incredible Edible Kick In The Ass

First things first:

IMG_2794IMG_2791

Woo Hoo! Tonight the Bruins begin the final stage of their quest for the Stanley Cup, against the Chicago Blackhawks. 12 wins so far, 12 bottles. Hey, It’s June 12th-kismet!

So, as you may know, I’m taking cooking courses online through America’s Test Kitchen. I’ve been at it for over a year now, and moving right along, having a great time and learning things that have made my cooking better in so many ways. I felt pretty good in the kitchen before I started them, but now I feel I could cook almost anything with confidence and flair.

Enter the egg.

click to read on

Yes, You Can Try This At Home!

First things first:

IMG_2774

GO BRUINS!

Okay, so I had some crusty bread from the local bakery that didn’t get eaten as quickly as usual, so I cut it into 3/4″ cubes and put it in the freezer for “some future use”.

I also had a large turkey breast (skin included) in the freezer from when we roasted a very large turkey, a few months back.

I also had several quarts of turkey stock in the freezer, yielded by the aforementioned bird’s long, slow simmer in my big stockpot.

Click here to read on

Quests

IMG_2763

As life has gotten bigger and wilder in the last few weeks, my mind has become full of untamed beasts, all clamoring for my undivided attention. I have spent the last few days trying to wrestle each of these beasts into cages, to no avail. They will be wild. So, rather than a trip to the zoo, how about a little safari through life in its natural habitat? Here we go.

Read on…

Chocolate Cake On Demand

Last night was our monthly Book Club meeting, a belated birthday celebration for our Book Club leader/coordinator, and an exciting moment for one of our members, and well, for all of us. The occasion called for cake, and I knew just the cake it had to be.

Image

The cake recipe is from a kid-friendly cookbook I received as a promotional free item from Gold Medal Flour a long time ago. The icing recipe is from Wilton Cake Decoration class materials, but you can use any icing you want. It’s your cake. The book cover is for the first novel from Lorrie Thomson, our friend and book club member, to be released in the fall. Look for it! Read it! Tell your friends! (oops-photo credit Ann Grummon!)

(more…)

Apple-Maple Boston Baked Beans

IMG_2692

It is finally starting to look and feel like spring around here. After dropping an additional foot of snow on our winter-weary heads, Mother Nature has at least had the decency to come back every day and melt it. The frozen ground underneath the ice and snow is turning to mud, and little green shoots are poking their heads out to feel the warm (!) sunshine. All the mud has earned this time of year an in-between seasonal nickname: Mud Season. But it is also Maple Tapping Season here in northern New England, and there is nothing, I mean nothing, like real maple syrup that went from tree, to pail, to tub, over fire, to jug, to you. I have waxed on about REAL maple syrup before, so I will stop now.

(more…)

Belated Happy Pi Day!

2PiRSquared

ManyPi

Just a quick post to let you know I have not gone completely insane since Mother Nature decided we needed another 12 inches of snow in the yard. Even Luna the Dog doesn’t want to go out in it anymore.

The pizzas and little mini-pies were our impromptu celebration of Pi Day, which to those not blessed/cursed with the geek gene, was March 14. (3/14, get it?) I was doubly entertained by the fact that our pizzas, bedecked with sausage in the shape of the greek letter pi, were also round, and pi is the number that you multiply the diameter of a circle by, to get the circumference of the circle…

Sorry.

The pizzas were a) Pepperoni and Sausage (The Boy’s favorite), and b) Prosciutto, Dried Fig, Gorgonzola, and Sausage (for The Husband and I). When figs are in season, we love to top slices of fig with a little Gorgonzola cheese, and wrap them in prosciutto, so I figured the combo had to work on pizza, and it did.

The little pies were made with the ridiculous unitasker I fell for, the Babycakes Pie Pop Maker. I admit it, I was seduced by the Suzie Homemaker siren song of all the possibilities this appliance promised: desserts, party treats, appetizers, all at my fingertips. Not to say the little dears aren’t tasty (fill them however you want, use your favorite crust recipe or frozen puff pastry dough), but the thing is so obnoxious to clean, it’s not exactly a go-to toy for some quick fun with your food.

But they’re round. Plus no one was really into an actual pie, so making one seemed dangerous (for me, the one who would end up eating it).

So, that was our Pi Day! I’ll see you soon, somewhere down the (hopefully) sunny Road.

Meyer Lemon Bars

Close2

This year’s deathmarch through winter has seemed interminable, and has brought on two maladies: a bit of Writer’s Block, and that peculiar cube-shaped fever known as Minecraft Mania. The Boy and I have been playing a lot of Minecraft together, it being far more colorful and compelling than the actual scenery outside. But I have been cooking, so, time to come out of hibernation (cube-ernation?) and let you see what I’ve made.

There’s more…

A Family Effort

Whoa, where did that week go? Well, actually, I’ll tell you where it went-into a lot of pet care and maintenance, that’s where. Nothing terribly serious, but let’s just say the pets made a lot of extra laundry this week. You really don’t want to know (and if you have pets, you already have an idea.) Oh, and then there was the day I wore myself out scraping ice from the driveway. So done with winter. This will be a quick post, just to let everyone know we’re still alive and kicking here on the Road.

ThePlate

This was dinner the night of the snowstorm. The menu was planned by The Boy, the meal was mostly prepared by The Boy, and it was also plated by The Boy. What we have here are Salmon Fish Fingers, and Crispy Salmon Skin Strips. They are served on a bed of buttered orzo, and accompanied by steamed broccoli. I removed the skin from the salmon, then The Boy cut it into portions, and they were salted, peppered, and dredged in flour. While I pan-fried the salmon, The Boy put the orzo into boiling water, and trimmed the broccoli for steaming. I sauteed the skin strips in a very hot pan, while The Boy stirred lots of butter into the cooked, drained orzo. Finally, The Husband took the lovely photo of the finished dish. It was delicious, and we enjoyed it all the more because we all put something into it. The Boy wants to add bread crumbs to the fish fingers for next time. I’m looking forward to the next time we cook together, no matter what it is.

Cook with your family, cook whatever you all like, and see if it doesn’t taste just a little better, with that special added ingredient. You know the one.

See you on down the Road.

Unbeatable Borscht!

IMG_2657

See what I did there? Sorry if it was too cornball for you, but I couldn’t resist.

I hated beets as a child, but only by proxy. You see, my mother detests beets. I’m not sure “detests” is a strong enough word to describe the way her whole face screws up in disgust just to utter the word “beets”. So you can understand why the wretched root was never served to me as a child, and I assumed I would hate beets just as much as my mother did.

But time passes, and we grow up, and move out into the wider world, and begin to discover which of the things our parents told us were right, and which were fundamentally wrong, wrong, wrong.

Quick! Click here for the rest…

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 74 other followers

%d bloggers like this: