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Look what I the kids got for Christmas! I’ve waited a long time to get for the kids to be old enough to get an Easy Bake Oven! I remember how much I loved mine as a little girl, foisting impossibly tiny cakes on my parents.
Now that I’m the Mommy, I realize just how awful those little cakes really taste when you aren’t bursting with that I-made-it-myself pride.
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The Floridian in me never ceases to be amazed when it snows enough to actually stick to the ground. I just love looking at the whole world being draped with a nice, white blanket of snow. And of course, the JavaKids and I have to find a way to turn it into a way to make something in the kitchen!
I’m linking you to a post from earlier this year for snow cream and snow candy — both delicious and easy to make! I was going to add photos, but to be honest, unless you a professional food photographer, snow candy while still in the snow does not look much different than — uh– yellow snow from a dog — and once you lift if out of the snow, it is in a child’s (or Mommy’s) mouth so fast, you can’t get a photo of it! Snow cream doesn’t look like much more than white mush in a photo!
You can also mix up a little food coloring and water and get out there and do a little snow painting. Or just go out and roll around in the white, fluffy stuff! Just have FUN!
When you come in, mix up a huge batch of my favorite hot chocolate, read a good book, indulge in a bit of Robert Frost, and relax! (Until it’s time to deal with those sopping wet jackets, snow pants, boots, mittens and so on….)
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This is not really a foodie blog, but apparently that is where my mind is at during the holidays!
When I made my first Thanksgiving turkey nearly 15 years ago, my mother sent me a sage, yet humorous email, with instructions. I printed that email out and pulled it out year after year and managed to keep it despite moving cross-country twice since then. I’ve also picked up a few tricks of my own along the way and have written them in the margins and finally got wise last year and wrote up my own version for future generations on our family blog (and also because I was terrified of losing all those precious notes!
So for anyone who may not have the benefit of such notes, I share with you, a time-tested way to roast a (usually extremely large) holiday turkey, complete with humorous asides and a to-die for cornbread stuffing recipe from my mother!
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Gosh, after such a positive response to the little Thanksgiving turkey treats, I thought I’d share another holiday favorite around here — our hot chocolate mix. Now I can’t take credit for the recipe — once again I got this from a post on Scrapbook Addict (http://www.scrappertalk.com/bbs/) — there was a thread there several years ago where people were sharing their favorite hot chocolate recipes. This one intrigued me for several reasons: it was obviously creamy; I was looking for something I could make in large quantities for gifts that year; how can you not be intrigued by something that you have to mix in a (CLEAN) garbage bag??
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I admit it, the Christmas Crazies have alright hit me. I’m trying to make sure I have all the “special” gifts taken care of for the kiddos and one of JavaGirl’s special gifts this year includes a Fisher Price Loving Family dollhouse (thank goodness she is too young to read this blog) and that means that she needs the people to go with it. She believes that all little girls with pigtails are HER — even though she will rarely actually let me PUT her hair into pigtails — so when I saw this daughter doll, I really wanted to get it for her. However, JavaGirl is a brown-eyed brunette, and apparently in Fisher Price Land, no such girl exists. Also, much to my chagrin, the big brother doll is a brunette, and JavaGirl’s brother — JavaBoy — is actually a blue-eyed blond.
Now let me explain — I myself am a brown-eyed girl who grew up with weird streaky hair that was light brown with lots of blonde streaks. I had a blonde mother and a blonde sister (with blue and green eyes respectively) and had zillions of blonde Barbie dolls. I never did find a doll that looked like me (although oddly enough, my nickname in high school was “Barbie Doll” which I think had to do more with my, um, development than hair color). Granted, this was not nearly the doll-identity-crisis that girls of other ethnicities face, but it did bother me. The funny twist of fate on that was that when JavaDad and I got married, I had a hard time finding a cake topper (I wanted the traditional bride and groom type of topper) because by then I had gone to full blonde and JavaDad is dark-haired and apparently the wedding cake topper people think blondes only marry blonds and brunettes marry brunets. You do not even want to KNOW how many cake toppers I looked at and even bought on eBay until I found just the right one. (And yes, I did consider painting the heads of some of them to be the right color combination.)
But I digress…
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