Jan 292013
 

Conversation between Rick & I the other night:

Rick:  Since we’re talking about spending money, I spent some today.

Me:  OK.

Rick:  Remember when I had Gary & Chris over to the house on Sunday to look at taking down the trees in the yard.

Me:  Yeah.

Rick:  Well,  I told them about a sawmill that Harbor Freight had on sale.

Me:  ……………

Rick:  Well, Chris and his wife came in the shop today and she had a coupon for 20 percent off anything from Harbor Freight.  I didn’t think they would honor it because the sawmill is already a great deal.

Me:  ……………

Rick:  Well, they took it.  And I bought the sawmill.

Me:  Um honey, you were supposed to buy us a new lawnmower.

*Sigh*

 

Jan 252013
 

Lately I’ve been in a baking mood, because what else is there to do in the frozen tundra of the Northwoods this time of year?

Plus, it warms up the kitchen nicely.  Always gotta have a plus.

One day a couple weeks ago I got the hankering to try my hand at making doughnuts, only there were two downsides to this:  a)  I’d never made them before, and b)  preparing anything with yeast lately has been a disaster (don’t know why, never had a problem before and it was pissing me off!! )

But I just couldn’t get the damn idea out of my head.  It was almost becoming an obsession.  So I went on the hunt for recipes and found one for a type of doughnut that I’d never had before but everyone that has ever tried it goes slobbery stupid for:  Krispy Kremes.

I found the perfect recipe too, but unfortunately there were no directions for making the stupid things only the ingredients.

Since I’m not as talented as my daughter Nichole when it comes to baking, I had to extend my search to try and find some instructions and muddle my way through.

After finding said instructions I was all prepared to roll up my sleeves and pray to the baking gods that I could pull it off when I realized I didn’t have a doughnut cutter.

*facepalm*

Never fear, Amazon to the rescue!

Search… order… receive… READY!!

Here’s what you’re gonna need:

  • 1/4 cup butter or margarine
  • 2/3 cup scalded milk
  • 2/3 cup warm water (105 to 115 degrees F)
  • 2 packets active dry yeast
  • 3/4 cup sugar
  • 5 cups sifted flour (approximately)
  • 2 eggs, lightly beaten
  • 1 teaspoon cardomon
  • 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1/2 teaspoon mace
  • Vegetable shortening or cooking oil, for deep fat frying

Topping

1/2 cup superfine sugar mixed with 1 teaspoon cinnamon

STOP!!  Before we go any further, I gotta tell ya that I didn’t follow this recipe to the letter (shocking, I know).  First off, I didn’t sift my flour.  I’m a cooking rebel, remember?  Secondly, I didn’t have any cardomon or mace, and I wasn’t about to go out and buy any for one recipe.  Thirdly, I didn’t use the suggested topping because I found a glaze that I wanted to try instead.

I’m not doing so good with following directions, am I?

Who cares, let’s just get on with the recipe*, shall we?

Melt butter in milk and cool to lukewarm. Place water in a warm large mixing bowl, sprinkle in yeast, and stir until dissolved; add milk mixture and sugar. By hand, beat 2 1/2 cups flour in until smooth; mix in eggs, salt, and spices. Mix in remaining flour, adding a little extra, if needed, to form a soft but manageable dough. Knead lightly 1 minute on a floured pastry cloth; shape into a ball, place in a greased large bowl, cover, and let rise in a warm, draft-free spot until doubled in bulk, about 1 hour.

Punch dough down, roll 1/2-inch thick on pastry cloth**, using a floured, stockinette-covered*** rolling pin. Cut with a floured doughnut cutter and place 1 1/2-inches apart on un-greased baking sheets. Reroll and cut scraps. Cover with cloth and let double in bulk.

Meanwhile, begin heating fat in a deep fat fryer. When doughnuts have risen and fat has reached 375 degrees F, ease 4 doughnuts into fat, 1 at a time. Fry about 2 minutes until golden brown all over, using tongs to turn. Drain on paper toweling.

Note: Never fry more than 4 doughnuts at a time and keep fat as near to 375 degrees F as possible; if too hot, doughnuts will brown before they cook inside.

While doughnuts are warm, roll in topping.

The result?

Num

Can you say NUMMERS!!!

I was actually accused by a friend on Facebook (Hi Dawn! ) that I bought some Krispy Kreme doughnuts and put them on a wire rack and took a picture.  I’m taking that as a compliment.

Oh and the recipe for the glaze is super simple:

  • 2 cups powdered sugar
  • 1/4 cup milk (warmed)
  • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla

I took a dozen of these bad boys up to Rick’s shop.  Apparently they disappeared quickly.

So, there you have it, my version of a Krispy Kreme doughnut.

Next time I’m gonna find a chocolate frosting recipe and use that instead of the glaze.  I’m dangerous like that.

 

*  Old-Fashioned Yeast-Raised Doughnuts recipe courtesy of Food Network.

**  Pastry cloth?  Yeah, right, like I have one of those.  I floured some parchment paper.  Worked like a charm.

***  Stockinette-covered rolling pin… bwahahahahaha!  Really, just flour your rolling pin, ‘k?

 

Jan 222013
 

For Christmas my husband got me a Smartphone.  Now I was perfectly happy with my old phone that was no frills and had a qwerky keyboard that slid out so I could text.

But I had asked him not too long ago how much the ones cost at his store, and I might have even said something along the lines that I’d be interested in buying one someday.

I really have to be careful about what I say around that man.

So here I was totally blown away when I got the phone from him, and perhaps a little frightened because now I had to learn to use the damn thing.  (I can’t even figure out how to work the TV in the livingroom.)

Luckily, Rick got it all set up for me and even dealt with my current cell phone carrier to switch my service over.  (Seriously… I love the man!)

Next came the act of actually using the thing.

First I had to get used to having a touch screen.  Then came the real training:  Apps.  I’ve never used them before because, well never had to.  Luckily Nichole was here and patiently (with a few stifled giggles) schooled me on the ins and outs of the current cellular world that we live in.

I felt like a 2-year-old.

I’ve had the phone for about a month now, and I think I’m finally getting the hang of it.  Actually, I love it.

And I think I’ve finally figured out why they call it a Smartphone.  Not only does the texting application graciously give you a list of words to choose from so you don’t have to waste time typing everything out, it also wants to correct any words that it’s sure you meant in your message, even it you don’t want it to.

I’m on the bandwagon with all those people that hate autocorrect, even if it can be quite comical in the end.

Oh, and apparently I’m bilingual.  I’m not sure what happened, but last week all of my texts were either autocorrecting my messages or giving me the list of word choices in some foreign language that I’m not familiar with.

Somehow (thankfully) it corrected itself.

Although it might have been funny to send them anyway and see what kind of response I got.  Let’s see if it’s smart enough to try it again.

 

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Jan 212013
 

It was a weekend of cleaning.  Not just the normal vacuum and sweeping sessions, but more of an “organize that which has become unorganized” type of cleaning.

As per the usual, I had a reason to do this type of cleaning.  I’m sure there are some of you out there that enjoy cleaning *shiver*, but I really have to be in the right frame of mind and motivation to do what I was about to do.

We were heading into a frigid cold snap and I had to make room for all the produce I had canned last summer that was stored in the attic of our garage.  Now I had considered just keeping the woodburner in the garage going for a few days to keep it from possibly freezing, but when I saw how long these sub-zero temps were going to last, it just didn’t seem like a viable option.

So first I thought that I could just clean out an area in the bedroom closet to tuck it away.  So on Saturday I started moving stuff out of there and onto the bed.  As I started tossing old shoes, paperwork and even a beat-up fan that had been buried for years wayyyyyy in the back, I realized that perhaps this little room would not be the best of spots to store food staples.

Closets are for clothes and junk, not food.  I needed a contingency plan.

After a much needed day of rest, I decided that the best course of action was to go through the pantry in the kitchen and the food cupboards and see if I could squeeze out enough room for all of this:

Canning

This is about half of my canning from last year and I was optimistic that I could make this work.  I pulled out everything in those cupboards and lined every flat surface of the kitchen with their contents.

What I discovered when I did this was something astounding:  We had a lot of expired food.  Food I didn’t even realize we had.  Frankly, it made me quite angry to have to throw away things that could have, should have, been used in a timely fashion.

It took me 3 hours, but I was able to bring some order to my disorganized cupboards and found more than enough space to store all those jars of goodness.

I was also able to do a little something for our local Humane Society.

Cat Food

This is what was left of the canned cat food that Calie ate.  Many months ago when her health started to decline I wrestled with the realization that there would be left over food when she passed on, but I really wasn’t prepared for the emotional impact it would have on me to have to pack it all up and close that chapter in my life.

But it had to be done, and some good will come of this gift to the poor kitties at the shelter who do not have a forever home at this time.

I think Calie would agree.

 

Jan 172013
 

Why do they do this to me?  Why do they insist on growing older?  Don’t they know that only means that I have to get older to??

The youngest granddaughter turns 6 today *GASP*!!!

Kayla

And I must say that she is turning into quite a beautiful young lady.

Of course I may be a little biased, but I think that is in the Grandparent’s Rule Book somewhere, in between the sections on “How To Spoil Your Grandchildren Rotten” and “The 10 Best Noise Makers To Buy That Will Drive Their Parent’s Crazy.”

And believe me, Rick & I follow the rules pretty darn good.

:::

Happy Birthday Kayla!

Love, Grandma & Grandpa