tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55947021209002643192024-02-07T12:20:54.307-06:00In The Yellow HouseOne man, one woman, four kids, two dogs, flock of hens, hive of bees, lots of projects, too many hobbies, and much happiness in our yellow houseJenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.comBlogger419125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-17595375716912203082012-05-11T08:11:00.000-05:002012-05-11T08:18:01.792-05:00Pantry Jam Crumb Cake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I recently came across the notion of depleting ones larder full of preserves from the previous year. A revelation! I've been canning since <i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b>my Grandmother taught me</b></i> while I was pregnant with Jake. At first, so proud of my preservation projects, I saved them. Some may use the word - hoarded. With years of experience, I've realized each season comes again and with it the joy of preserving more. No need to save (okay, hoard). Give, share, enjoy, repeat.</div>
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I am an avid collector of basic buttermilk crumb cake recipes.With berry season barreling down the pike, I took the opportunity to incorporate some of my homemade jam into my favorite kind of cake.</div>
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For the first cake, I chose a mixed berry jam full of local blueberries, raspberries and wild blackberries of foraged last summer. The second time around it was strawberry-tarragon. I vote for mixed berry.</div>
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Butter, sugar and cinnamon = A delicious crumble topping.<br />
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Cake. Delicious, delicious cake.<br />
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<b>My Pantry Jam Crumb Cake</b><br />
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1 1/2 c. all-purpose flour<br />
1/4 t. baking soda<br />
1/2 t. baking powder<br />
1/4 t. kosher salt<br />
1/3 c. butter, softened<br />
3/4 c. sugar<br />
1 egg<br />
1/2 c. sour cream or Greek yogurt<br />
1 t. vanilla extract<br />
8oz. fruit jam of your choice<br />
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1 1/4 c. all-purpose flour<br />
1/2 c. dark brown sugar<br />
1 t. ground cinnamon<br />
1/2 c. butter, melted<br />
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Butter an 8" square baking pan. Pre-heat oven to 350 degrees.<br />
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<u>To make the topping</u><br />
In a small bowl stir flour, sugar and cinnamon. Pour melted butter over and stir into chunky crumbs.<br />
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<u>To make the cake</u><br />
Whisk together flour, soda, powder, and salt. In a large bowl beat butter until fluffy. Add sugar and beat until well combined. Add egg, sour cream and vanilla extract and beat until just smooth. Stir in flour mixture until just combine to form a thick batter.<br />
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Smooth the batter into the prepared pan. Dollop jam on top and evenly spread with the back of a spoon. Sprinkle the cake with crumb mixture.<br />
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Bake in the center of the oven approximately 40-45 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean.<br />
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Cook in the pan on a wire rack 15-20 minutes.<br />
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</span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-28502793476821306642012-04-20T10:00:00.000-05:002012-04-20T10:00:31.023-05:00Welcome Back Ladies!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The ladies of The Yellow House Apiary have returned! We purchased three pounds of Italian honeybees and installed them on Sunday afternoon.<br />
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I had forgotten how much I enjoyed having them in the yard. It's peaceful to watch them work and fun to share what we've learned with anyone interested. They are truly fascinating.<br />
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This year there <i>will</i> be honey. We are so lucky.<br />
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Whatever would we do without them?<br />
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I like to keep the kitchen neat when prepping. Sometimes though I get over excited and begin to prep too many things at once and the counters get messy. Never fear - I pull the garbage can out of its conveniently built-in drawer, push my stuff in and return it to its place. "Genius!" I say to myself.<br />
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A certain gal famous for super fast meals makes a fancy garbage bowl to put your prep scraps in to avoid messy counters. It retails for about $20. Doug says it's made out of about 3 cents worth of plastic.<br />
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-47059534491360699432012-04-17T17:34:00.000-05:002012-04-18T10:35:40.110-05:00Orange Braised Fennel<br />
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In case you may have missed it, I love fennel. It's a vegetable obsession I've not had for many years but have definitely made up for lost time.<br />
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Recently, I made <i style="color: #38761d;"><b><a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/336919/orange-braised-fennel">Orange Braised Fennel</a></b></i> to accompany a lovely meal reminiscent of childhood - salmon cakes. Obviously, beyond the fennel was the orange juice. I sprung for a tiny bottle of freshly squeezed - worth every penny.<br />
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Once quartered and cored, a nice brown crust adds caramel-y flavor.<br />
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Juice, a bit of wine and slow even heat to render the fennel silky smooth and thicken the sauce.<br />
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It was truly delicious.<br />
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The essence of spring when paired with asparagus. I smashed the new potatoes and topped them with cottage cheese like my mom used to do. <br />
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The sophisticated me likes to think the fennel and asparagus elevated this humble meal.<br />
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The real me doesn't care. It included everything I love on a plate - memory, comfort, freshness and flavor.<br />
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If your sophisticated self needs a "just" side dish - make the fennel. Your real self will love it, too.<br />
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Every recipe box needs to a "go-to" egg dish. A strata, frittata or bake to get you through the holidays. We hosted Easter brunch for many this year and I was looking for something easy. Something that didn't require last minute work, but would be served hot and wouldn't be bad cold. I wanted something different so I scratched frittata off the list. It also couldn't include too much starch so a strata didn't fit the bill either.</div>
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A fast search brought me to this lovely dish. It was the perfect way to highlight the eggs from the yellow hen house and the chives from my garden. It saved the day - or at least a bit of my sanity.</div>
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The custard came together quickly in the Vitamix and I made it about an hour in advance. Once popped into a hot oven, it was on the table in about forty minutes. Gotta love an egg dish like that.</div>
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Special thanks to Doug for having the forethought to ask if I would be photographing before the masses hit the table. Gotta love a guy like that. </div>
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<b>Baked Egg Custard with Gruyère and Chives </b></div>
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6 oz. Gruyère, grated (1 1/2 c.)<br />
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1/2 c. chives, chopped<br />
10 large eggs, <i>pastured if possible</i><br />
1 1/2 c. whole milk<br />
4 oz. cream cheese, softened<br />
1/4 t. grated nutmeg</div>
1/2 t. salt</div>
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1/4 t. freshly ground black pepper</div>
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Preheat oven to 350°F with the rack in middle.<br />
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Butter a 2-quart shallow baking dish.<br />
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Sprinkle Gruyère and chives evenly in the dish.<br />
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Blend eggs, milk, cream cheese, and nutmeg in a blender with
1/2 teaspoon pepper and 1/4 teaspoon salt until smooth.<br />
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Pour egg mixture over Gruyère and
chives in the dish.<br />
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Bake until puffed, set, and golden, 35 to 45 minutes.<br />
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Serve warm or at room temperature.</div>
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<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-59393868488129362262012-04-11T16:04:00.001-05:002012-04-24T16:55:32.899-05:00A Lunch Box Tip<div style="text-align: center;">
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In the last 10 years I've packed a lot of lunches. A LOT of lunches. I take it a bit seriously and always try to keep them interesting. They must include the basic food groups. They can't include anything orange (the it-o family-Fritos, Doritos) or soda <i>but</i> there can always be a sweet (but not of the fruit snack variety).</div>
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When the kids reach middle school, they take over the making of their lunches and they must follow the lunch box rules. I still cut-up veggies, bake cookies and make egg salad and the like but they have to assemble and pack. It's an easy step toward greater responsibility needed in middle school. I think it reinforces learning to feed oneself, too. Also, I am sooooo tired of packing lunches.</div>
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Occasionally, if I was feeling especially proud of the stock in the lunch kitchen I'd stick a post-it (or recycled envelope) on the inside of the "lunch cabinet". Not being a morning person, Ella was always appreciative since it takes a lot of thought out of lunch packing.</div>
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I made the dry erase frame (from <i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b><a href="http://www.makeandtakes.com/wipe-off-weekly-menu-board">Make and Takes</a></b></i> via Pinterest) to hang on my fridge as a menu board/grocery list and I love it. One day I thought "why not hang one inside the lunch cabinet?" Duh.</div>
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3-M velcro tabs affix it to the door. A dry erase maker hung from cook's twine might be handy to prevent its disappearance.<br />
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Ella loves it.<br />
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And I love that because it's one more lunch I don't have to pack.<br />
<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-21814741656475380822012-04-05T10:00:00.000-05:002012-04-05T10:00:00.939-05:00Jimmy Would Love This<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am a sucker for <i>any</i> book on preserving <i>any-thing</i>. Thanks to Amazon's ability for anayltics, I never miss the release of a new one.<br />
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Though released last year, one full of particularly wonderful ideas is <b><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Put-em-Sherri-Brooks-Vinton/dp/1603425462" style="color: #6aa84f;">Put 'Em Up</a></b> by Sherri Brooks Vinton. Most preserving books are include all seasons of produce but in this one I find more year-round recipe which really appeal to me. Recipes using fennel and mushrooms. Lots of ideas for citrus.<br />
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A stroke of brilliance is a suggestion for using dried limes to flavor soups and stews.<br />
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Okay, I'll be honest. It spoke to me because I always seem to be in the process of dry limes - though I never intend to.<br />
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A revelation for chicken tortilla soup. Def.<br />
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Limes not "wasting away in Margaritaville".<br />
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Now it's nobody's fault.<br />
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Who says you can't get cool stuff at a winter market in the Midwest?<br />
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Earlier this year, one of my favorite vendors had some ginormous yellow citrus fruits. I asked what they were, while simultaneously digging for money. Ponderosa Lemons, a hybrid of lemon and citron had found their way to my market. This slow growing tree had lived in this generous grower's green house for 20 years and she was sharing this wealth of unusual citrus.<br />
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I bought as many as I could, without being piggish and without a clue what wonderful thing I would do with them. It immediately became clear my food project needed to be one utilizing all of the the fruit, not just the juice. I wanted to taste them in different ways. Preserving the flavor to enjoy it for a long time would be a bonus. Who knows when this gem would come my way again?<br />
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I started with candied citrus. Though you may think it lame, it's one of my favorite treats since a childhood. With the fruit I made my first marmalade incorporating oranges and pomelos (more on that soon.)<br />
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It's a truly simple project and may be made with any type of citrus. You'll find a recipe most anywhere. This <b style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/mario-batali/candied-citrus-zest-recipe/index.html">one</a></i></b> is more traditional but a version like <i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b>this</b></i> would be fun in the <b><i style="color: #6aa84f;"><a href="http://www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2011/06/rosemary-lemonade-cake-recipe.html">rosemary-lemonade cake</a></i></b> suggested by the same cook. They fancy-up a simple cake like <b style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><a href="http://intheyellowhouse.blogspot.com/2010/01/meyer-lemon-rosemary-olive-oil-cake.html">this</a></i></b> yellow house blast from the past, too. <br />
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A toss with superfine sugar makes them sparkle.<br />
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The newest addition of furniture in the yellow house is my Grandfather's old desk. When my brother brought it in it seemed much smaller than I remembered. Perhaps because Grandpa's den was tiny, it was flanked by two tall (exceedingly well-organized) file cabinets on the right and a book case to the left. Or it may be that simple memories of childhood maintain the proportions of a child's perspective.<br />
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The delicate hardware makes a wind chime-like tinny sound when I pull on the drawers. While in search of something in the yet organized drawer a bright 'ting-ting-ting' brings a spontaneous smile to my face. It was in the center draw of this dark, wooden desk he kept his annual small, black book full of mileage, oil changes, and other tidbits deemed worthy of documentation. Within the pages of the book circa 1995, we found the details of the obituary he had written for himself. Amongst Grandpa's things on top of the desk were papers you knew better than to touch, an antique glass ink well, and a black rotary dial phone weighing in at about 20 pounds. The phone was really cool - until you had to use it. There was also a smallish round paperweight backed with a picture of me as a toddler. In the high chair my grandfather and every generous through my own children have eaten their meals. I am wearing a blue dress made by my mother and was covered in cottage cheese. That paper weight had been there for as long as I could remember.<br />
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When a friend offered me a paper weight backed with a mass produced print sharing a pithy saying, I was immediately drawn to its potential. Glass paper weights are fascinating to me.<br />
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I've been doing some redecorating on the cheap, adding new colors, a clearance pillow and moving pictures. I also re-covered a stool with a remnant previously wrapping a bottle of wine brought to a party. With just a small scrap left I thought it might be a fun way to update the paper weight. <br />
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I traced the original insert with pencil, darkened the lines, folded the piece in half before hoping for the best cut. Almost perfect in size and shape, I painted the fabric circle and the paperweight with Mod-Podge and smoothed it in place. I glued the original fuzzy black paper backing into place and.....it became a co-coordinating paper weight.<br />
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It was a simple project more reminiscent of someone special than being super inspired. <br />
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<i>The following is a blog I wrote last August and then didn't post. I think I decided the picture wasn't good enough. I've since decided I love this memory too much to care about how the photo looks.</i><br />
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Rainy days don't typically get me down and Mondays are just a new start. The Carpenter's singing the song however leaves me ready to leap.<br />
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Yesterday was a rainy day. The rain clouds slowly crept from the west as Max and I finished some errands. The thunder started and accompanied us to Trader Joe's. We made it home only slightly wet and shortly thereafter, it began to pour.<br />
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Jake, a perpetual four-year-old, excitedly prattled on about playing in the rain. Henry was the only one up for it. I grabbed the camera.<br />
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They followed each other up the sidewalk and around and around the driveway. With bare, white feet contrasting with summer brown legs, they shuffled through the biggest of puddles. It was fun to watch. <br />
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Playing in the summer rain is a fond memory of childhood for me. Cool respite from the summer heat. The solitude of feeling like the only one in the world.<br />
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<i>I wish now I could remember why I didn't join them. Next time I'll be cool and feeling like the only one in the world, except for Jake and Henry.</i><br />
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One dog or two?<br />
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Apparently we have a thing for brindle.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-5312982103600874192012-03-13T10:00:00.001-05:002012-03-30T15:03:25.124-05:00Immunity SolutionBack when my beloved Borders was closing I scored <i style="color: #38761d;"><b><a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=homemade+soda&x=0&y=0">Homemade Soda</a></b></i> by Andrew Schloss. After playing with some root beer and concocting my own <i style="color: #38761d;"><b><a href="http://intheyellowhouse.blogspot.com/2011/07/nourish-food-swap.html">herbal sodas</a></b></i> last summer this tome of 200 recipes, well, you can imagine how excited I was at the prospects. The first one I attempted, Immunity Solution is nothing like the infamous cure-all, cod liver oil and way less sugar-y than Emergen-C. Full of vitamins A and C, beta-carotene, bioflavnoids and polyphenols you need this as you battle the balance of cold season.<br />
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Here we go....pay attention cuz this is really involved. Throw your whole fruit - this recipe calls for blueberries - and juice along with a bit of sweetener, in this case honey, into a pan.<br />
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Mash the berries to to release flavor then sprinkle over a bit of fresh ginger and cinnamon.<br />
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Heat the mixture slowly over low heat, stirring often so the berries release their juice then allow this potion to sit at room temperature before straining through a fine mesh sieve. Discard the solids and store the syrup in a mason jar so it's always at the ready. Pre-mixed in an up-cycled bottle it makes a great gift for under the weather friends. They'll lub you.<br />
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You'll never buy soda again. (except for Pepsi Throwback because, my world would be dim once a month without it). I've also found this healthy habit is really, really good with true ginger beer as an afternoon pick-me-up.<br />
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I am also certain the addition of your favorite clear libation would make for a terrific cocktail - with <i>health benefits</i>. Remember these are not just for sickness but in health, too. You'll never look at a cold the same way again.<br />
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Achhoooo! Is it 5 o'clock?<br />
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<b>Immunity Syrup</b><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Homemade Sodas</i> by Andrew Schloss</span><br />
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1 pt. blueberries or elderberries (I used blue)<br />
1/2 c. carrot juice, preferably fresh<br />
1/2 c. unsweetened purple grape juice<br />
Juice of 1/2 a lemon<br />
1/2 c. honey<br />
1 cinnamon stick, broken into small pieces<br />
1" length of fresh ginger root, coarsely chopped <br />
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Combine the berries, carrot juice, grape juice, lemon juice and honey in a small saucepan. Mash the mixture with a vegetable masher (<i>or the back or a spoon</i>), then stir in the cinnamon and ginger. Heat over low heat, stirring often, until the berries have released their liquid. Let cool to room temperature, and strain. You should have about 2 cups of syrup.<br />
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This syrup can be stored in the refrigerator for up to 2 days. (<i>though I keep it longer</i>)<br />
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Enough for 3 servings<br />
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<u>To mix with seltzer:</u><br />
2/3 c. immunity syrup<br />
2/3 c. seltzer<br />
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Pour the syrup in to a tall glass. Add the seltzer and stir just until blended. Add ice and serve.<br />
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Cheers to health!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-56922767549735558402012-03-06T10:00:00.004-06:002012-03-30T15:01:17.503-05:00Mud Pies, Bread Crusts and Candy WrappersOne of the things I hold closest are the stories my Grandmother Aileen shared of her childhood. She was a writer and certainly told a good story. There are many but one of my favorites involves mud pies, eggs from the coop, her brother, Aden and his spot on slingshot skills. You can just imagine what her father, Jake, would have done had he known of this in the midst of World War I. It "burned Frieda up" Grandma never got in trouble for that stunt. Nor was she every caught in the act of running her toes on the floor while at school. Mama wondered how she wore through the toes so quickly. Grandma hated her black boots and was angling for another pair. She got them and Frieda silently burned up.<br />
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Grandmas was a child with disdain for bread crusts. What's a child to do but stick hers in the underside lip of the dining table? The evidence was only found when table leaves were added and crusts rained down to the floor. Frieda, was quick to accuse but Aileen never got in trouble. More burnin'.<br />
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One day while cleaning the breakfast bar, underneath packed into a small opening I found some candy wrappers. Halloween leftovers by chance?<br />
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Everyone was quick blame Henry. (and they were probably right)<br />
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No one got in trouble.<br />
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I took a picture of the evidence instead.<br />
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I thought of my Grandma. And then I made a pan of Aunt Frieda's Bars. <br />
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After all, family, a sense of history with a health dose of humor and delicious cookies are really the only things this granddaughter needs.<br />
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Though a new pair of shoes might be sweet.<br />Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-75592040039084868842012-03-01T15:51:00.000-06:002012-03-01T15:51:58.078-06:00She's ThrifyIs there anything better than a vintage clothing store?<br />
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Wearing tons of faux animal prints.<br />
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Or should I say hhhhot.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-31824967515501603252012-02-28T14:59:00.001-06:002012-02-28T15:20:00.892-06:00The DI seem to collect anything with a "D" on it. Blocks, postcards, ceramic plaques, framed pictures. They are everywhere in the yellow house. Though I don't think they are obnoxious pleasantly tucked away - perhaps it's getting a bit compulsive. Oh, well.<br />
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Earlier this winter, I was inspired by Pinterest (duh) to make a cute "D" for my door. A cheap unfinished wooden "D" coated with red paint from a bygone project, a berry garland and Tacky Glue. (How did we live before Tacky Glue?)<br />
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The most challenging part of this project is getting the super thick glue out of the bottle. My Tacky Tip? Setting the bottle upside down in a glass between squeezes. This simple trick takes away a lot of frustration. Especially for kids accustom to the constant and unstoppable flow provided by Elmer.<br />
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Using <i>old</i> craft scissors to cut through garland wires, cut off mid-sized clumps and randomly glue them on. Be sure to keep the edges flush so the letter is clear from a distance. Layer to create a cohesive look. Don't worry about the glue - it dries clear. Sturdy berries are key.<br />
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Tah-Dah! <br />
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A big red ribbon for hanging and I have perfect winter decoration for my front door. What if your name begins with "N" or "H"? Evenly measure a ribbon for each side of the letter and us a staple gun to affix it securely.<br />
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With the advent of spring I want to make another one.<br />
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I am also thinking I need to get off Pinterest.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-50092956143122757302012-02-18T11:56:00.000-06:002012-03-30T15:07:50.959-05:00An Ode to Pinterest<div style="text-align: left;">
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I am sure by now everyone is as obsessed, compulsively obsessed, with <b style="color: #38761d;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/">Pinterest</a></b> as I am. </div>
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I can think of no better way to while away the hours. So much more productive than Facebook. Inspirational. Is there a more perfect activity at 1am when sleep is elusive? Encouragement to <i>do</i> all of the things you've ever wanted to do. Things on your list since before you had kids, started a business, picked up a part time job, moved, agreed to host your school's fun fair (total lie-they are not fun), dedicated to a work out regime, become the best scout leader ever or masterminded a complete craft/kitchen storage makeover project (just put it on the table down there and I'll (eventually) take care of it)</div>
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I love to be crafty and since I've begun to 'pin' I've got my craft groove back. Millions of ideas many of which are fast, cheap and gratifying. Many of which I can't wait to share - just in case you have yet to see them.</div>
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For this project, a run through Goodwill in ten minutes or less with seven dollars, I amassed enough pieces of glass to make five tiny cake stands. Five!<br />
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Once thoroughly dry determine what bases, candle sticks or glasses, will be paired with which plates.<br />
I found the bread and butter plates with the etched boarders in a set of four. Two tall, thin taper holders, one with graceful lines and the second sharply cut. Two squat pillar stands, Party Light products probably $19.95 each, cost me $1.98. Mixing up the styles makes for a more interesting grouping but be mindful of scale and proportion.<br />
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The biggest investment was the glass and china glue I used to affix top to bottom. This can be challenging and try your patience but persevere, they will hold. Hint: Don't be stingy with the glue. After struggling with mine, I read E6000 is the way to go. I will definitely use this next time especially now that I've found mine post craft/kitchen storage makeover project.<br />
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My original plan was to spray paint them as most 'pins' suggest. I found the clear class appealed to me - maybe because of the etched edge - I originally thought I didn't like. For seven bucks, I can paint one or all someday if it strikes my fancy. An inexpensive way customize a table setting or make a lovely handmade and personalized hostess gift - especially when topped with homemade treats.<br />
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Go forth, pin, thrift, create and give. The mess in the craft cabinet isn't going anywhere. <br />
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If you'd like to check out <b><a href="http://www.sweetsugarbelle.com/blog/2011/10/diy-cakecookie-stands/" style="color: #38761d;">Sweet Sugar Belle's</a></b> for some color inspiration.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-24807166037797648452012-02-10T15:43:00.000-06:002012-02-10T15:43:08.510-06:00Welcome To The Yellow HouseMeet the latest addition to the yellow house.<br />
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Though he looks <i>exactly like</i> his sister June, is equally hard to photograph and is also a South Bend native....<br />
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This is Enzo. Quiet and thoughtful. A shy and adoring brother. Smart as a whip, water bowl diver. Lover of all things edible....and squeaky.<br />
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We can't wait to watch him grow.<br />
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Welcome home Little Dog. We love you.<br />
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In the summer, my grandmother would host four grandchildren and there was always copious amounts of ice cream. Not just any ice cream - Neapolitan ice cream. Not usually a favorite of mine but she scooped your bowl to order. Lots of chocolate, some strawberry and a little vanilla. At the end, the cardboard half gallon container had deep wells surrounded by the remaining flavor. Just a really cool thing Grandma's can do that a mother never would. It made the ice cream so much more delicious.<br />
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It never occurred to me to make Neapolitan candy but when I happened across a recipe I had to try it. So many of my memories are tied to food (or is it the reverse?) and this candy of acquired taste is a fine example.<br />
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Especially fabulous if you are a coconut freak, this candy covers all bases with vanilla, chocolate and er...pink. No mind because its striped results are a tasty blast from the past. With all its assumed kitch, the recipe includes vanilla bean seeds. Classy.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">This white love is divided into three parts. One third becomes a lovely shade of pink. The last is flavored with best-quality unsweetened cocoa,</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">I used an 8x8 pan lined with the wonder-stuff called quick release foil. Chocolate. Vanilla.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Then pink.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">After a setting period, it's ready to cut into rectangles and be coveted by old Gen X-ers. My homemade had softer, smoother and more consistent texture. And, just as I recalled from childhood didn't really taste too chocolatey or vanilla-y or pink.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Bummer. In my excitement and Christmas nirvana - I never took pictures of these little goodies cut up and stripey.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">But the next time you're at the grocery store, hit up the bulk bins. Don't forget your 33 cents to put in the locked box. They'll look and taste same but with presumably with more filler-crap.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Either way, it's worth a walk down memory lane.</div><br />
</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-35381994948489973812012-01-18T08:16:00.001-06:002012-01-18T08:17:59.708-06:00A New Cookie JarI always do my best to make sure there are homemade cookies in the house for snacking and lunchboxes. A stingy mom, if I haven't made them there aren't any - purchased cookies are too expensive and full of junk. <strike>I never buy them</strike>. I only Trader Joe's Peppermint JoJo's - but who doesn't, right?<br />
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Until recently, this jar was used to display Max's baseball collection. Now it displays my cookies.<br />
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It looks super cool filled with cookies but it takes many, many, many cookies to fill this giant jar.<br />
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Of course, it doesn't need to be completely filled but that's a neurosis to discuss another day.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-65908405283012834252012-01-17T09:00:00.000-06:002012-01-17T09:00:06.222-06:00Published!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio89-2GhIyL4LPBY27XYFvcv32zhyphenhyphenBcI7OP9a0SafGMIsXI82ZM3MKgJrcUwvFgYBJQOhmRHinFHbhnSpOnX1VlghhpQrFqb5Z3msBBKWESLqSAJ_oRKEBJXYJQeZy0oo5CwL_vG3m6iY/s1600/RQ7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio89-2GhIyL4LPBY27XYFvcv32zhyphenhyphenBcI7OP9a0SafGMIsXI82ZM3MKgJrcUwvFgYBJQOhmRHinFHbhnSpOnX1VlghhpQrFqb5Z3msBBKWESLqSAJ_oRKEBJXYJQeZy0oo5CwL_vG3m6iY/s320/RQ7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
A long time ago, I wrote a post about life lists (note purposeful lack of back link). More recently, I decided a mother of four kids in three different schools (involved in cross country, track, show choir, chorus, builder's club, soccer, cub scouts and social lives greater than the sum of their parents) should not have a life list. It's just too depressing.<br />
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But - the sun also rises and in the time left in the wake of "a long time ago", I've tried my hand at some creative writing. Creative non-fiction or the personal essay - as opposed the stream of conscious I typically share here. I have really, really enjoyed it and determined I wanted to be published. Check that, I determined I wanted to be published in a neat little 'zine I stumbled across. It's called <b style="color: #38761d;"><a href="http://remedyquarterly.com/">Remedy Quarterly</a></b>.<br />
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So, I took a deep breath and put myself out there submitting a story idea to this project I really admire. I don't do waiting very well. I anticipated the "yay or nay" deadline anxiously. The day of said deadline, I had forgotten all about it and my heart was pounding when I found a surprise email. My story cut the mustard. It felt like discovering you made the team or got the part.<br />
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The current issue of <b style="color: #38761d;"><a href="http://www.remedyquarterly.com/2011/12/issue-7-heritage-has-arrived/">Remedy Quarterly: Heritage</a></b> includes "My Stainless Steel Locket" a story inspired by inherited and found recipe collections. I am very proud its inclusion in this collection of essays highlighting healing and delicious memories. In the spirit of sharing,<i><b> <span style="color: #6aa84f;">I'd like to share a copy with you</span></b></i><span style="color: #6aa84f;">!</span> Leave a comment sharing what your favorite family recipe is and be entered to<b style="color: #38761d;"> <i><span style="color: #6aa84f;">win Issue #7</span></i></b>. Leave your thoughts and a random winner will be drawn<i><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> January 30th</span></b></i>.<br />
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And now, with this little victory under my belt, I return to the keyboard. <br />
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Wish me luck.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-83178582102565112772012-01-16T09:00:00.057-06:002012-01-16T13:17:30.683-06:00On a Creative RollIn all, 17 people got their gift on in the yellow house for the annual kitchen gifts class last month. Since the second class was rather large, I modified my typical format and set up stations, tastings, examples and mini demonstrations.<br />
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One of the best parts of kitchen gifts is the creative wrapping process. I do my best to buy only brown paper and doll it up. A blank canvas to be made hip, sparkly, rustic or traditional. To that end, I also try to corner the market with every possible cool bit to make conservatively wrapped gifts especially fun. When possible, I like everything to be reusable.<br />
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The problem in these classes has historically been how to display the goods without looking like JoAnne and Michael barfed on the table. The answer? Brown paper.<br />
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Isn't she clever? <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">A cohesive display and much inspiration.</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Disclaimer: </i></div><div style="text-align: left;">This post was written well before Christmas and abandon as many of my forthcoming posts were.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I must apologize for unearthing Christmas. It's past, it's done, it's packed away. But since I didn't get this posted in a timely fashion and really wanted to share this idea, here it is. To save myself, I wondered about other applications of this little display and come up with some others....</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
Gather your goodies and host a winter craft party. Use it to show step-by-step directions for the scout meeting or birthday party craft. Roll out a brown paper table runner at your Superbowl party. Draw out your plays, root for your team, label the snacks, never hear "what<i> is </i>this?" every again.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
That alone, is worth it.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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Henry ate turkey like a champ. Were hoping he goes to sectionals.<br />
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Jono turned the big 4-0 and his girlfriend is of age.<br />
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Ella caught the baking bug and will most likely be involved in many a bake sale to pay for the bus.<br />
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Max is loving the music, picking up choreography tips and discovering new directions.<br />
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Jake and his friends are still dorky boys but haven't gotten slushied. No Quinn/Rachel in sight.<br />
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Mr. D out did himself with 6 (yes that's a six) turkeys. He's a beast.<br />
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June continues to show Cheerio team spirit in the face of maternal torment.<br />
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I continue to wash fruit and am, as always, <b><a href="http://intheyellowhouse.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-had-weiner-roast.html">strongly represented by the yearbook staff.</a></b><span style="background-color: #38761d;"></span> <br />
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That's how Jennifer sees it.<br />
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And that's what you've missed in the Yellow House.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-85543330127716939892011-11-27T10:00:00.006-06:002011-11-27T10:00:02.241-06:00Cake in a Can<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeV7qI24nu1ydclT0M809MWF0yBOI98UhBuWmS1tt6B922gDoEc9z60plG09p_oN6tV4Fe12CmGlCG8OK4_CmfOVe2S__aivtP1CWL6g1GbYLfy8CNqoGikAaIxK6UOOaSIVn0tv7AnM/s1600/cranberry+juice+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> </a></div>Cake is my favorite food. In any shape. In any flavor. Cakes me supremely happy. Supremely. Now that's happy.<br />
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When working on my kitchen gifts class for <b><a href="http://nourishcooking.com/">nourish</a></b> I came across some inspiration via Martha. Big surprise. Cake in a can. Come on.<br />
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I also love to recycle tin cans. <i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b><a href="http://intheyellowhouse.blogspot.com/2011/06/tin-cans-reinvented.html">Remember?</a></b></i> How does she get into my head?<br />
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Could cake in a can get any better as a sweet gift? Yes. There is beer in it. We're so in tune - Martha and I.<br />
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Simple would be an understatement. An easily tossed together quick cake full of pantry spicy goodness...and stout. Generously buttered 19oz. cans are the baking vessel. <br />
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In my excitement to do this project, I grabbed 4 pop-top cans of soup. Without thinking, the proper size was procured but see that little rim? Trouble.<br />
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When I explained my situation to my dear in-need-of-distraction-friend Kelli, she directly asked, "Will they come out?" My direct response was "I have no idea." Long story short they did not and it didn't matter much because I dug them out and ate them anyway. Call it a purposeful illustration for class attendees. Call it an unthinking oversight. Whatever. It's cake.<br />
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Per Martha the cakes are removed from the cans, the cans washed and dried and then the cakes are returned to the can for giving. The show must go on and I made my tasty cakes darling for giving. A simple parchment circle punched with a $1 star stamp with a bright green rubber band to secure it. The other can I wrapped in scrapbook paper and placed in a cello bag with a cute handmade tag.<br />
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Let's return to the issue of cake. This cake tastes like Christmas. If there were an official taste of Christmas this is it. Really. Plus it's cake. AND it's baked in a can. <br />
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First, buy the right kind of can.<br />
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Then, read this <i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b><a href="http://thecookiescoop.blogspot.com/2010/10/stout-spice-bread.html">great blog</a></b></i> by a baker with cans of the right size.<br />
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Happy Christmas Cake!Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5594702120900264319.post-89159383215614332162011-11-26T11:04:00.001-06:002011-11-26T11:05:07.173-06:00Love My Kitch.........and to hear from you!<br />
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My other first attempt this year was celery root. I bought tiny plants, set them in the ground and left them alone. The occassional top off of dirt and that's it. Today I will be bringing them all in where I am sure I will cook them in quick succession. This first dug was a bit smaller than I had hoped. The can get really big and knarly looking. Slipped into a stew or pot of buttery mashed potatoes. Heaven.<br />
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Though modest, I am happy with the new additions to my garden this year. I will definitely include them again next year. Until them I will eat.<br />
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Looking for something to do with parsnips? Try thinking "outside the recipe box" recipe.<br />
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<b>Spiced Parsnip Bread</b><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">Something unusual & delicious from <b><a href="http://relish.com/" style="color: #6aa84f;">Relish </a></b></span><br />
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1 1/2 c. all-purpose flour<br />
3/4 t. baking powder<br />
1/2 t. cinnamon<br />
1`/2 t. ground allspice<br />
1/4 t. ground cloves<br />
3/4 t. salt<br />
1 c. sugar<br />
1/2# parsnips (about 2 medium), peeled and finely shredded<br />
1/4 c. walnut or canola oil<br />
1 egg, lightly beaten<br />
1/2 t. vanilla extract<br />
1/2 c. chopped walnuts<br />
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Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Butter a 9x5 or 8x4 loaf pan.<br />
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Stir together flour, baking powder, cinnamon,allspice, cloves and salt in a medium bowl. In a separate bowl, mix together the sugar, parsnips, oil, egg and vanilla. Slowly stir parsnip mixture into flour mixture. Stir in nuts. Spoon batter into prepared pan.<br />
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Bake 55-65 minutes, until a knife inserted in center comes out clean. Remove from oven; cool in pan on wire rack.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07814715190489348218noreply@blogger.com0