Stop ice-cream drips – Put one in the bottom of the cone. It doesn’t stop the top mess, but at least that you can see coming. It’s the bottom of the cone shenanigans that get me.
Keep wax off birthday cakes – Put the candle in there. If the wax melts, you can discard the marshmallow. And it’s festive! (Festive? Like for Marshmallow Day or something?)(Dang! I guess there is a Marshmallow Day! August 30!! We missed it. Maybe we can catch the two day celebration of Día de Melcochas)
Keep brown sugar soft – Throw a marshmallow in to dish out the moisture
Separate toes when applying polish – I’ll have to take their word for it.
Impromptu cupcake frosting – Add a marshmallow a minute before taking the cupcake out of the oven.
From my Inbox:
I get lots of e-mail, some from readers, some from Nigerian royalty, and some from people who need their own blogs so they stop forwarding me messages about $250 cookie recipes or what an 8th grade education was like back in A.D. 600 for the Celts (actually, that does intrigue me)(like an albino deer).
The first link comes from the first category of e-mail. Thanks for the link, Ohm. I know that the parents/grandparents of pre-schoolers will like to see that their condition is more universal than they realize: Tiny Art Director
The second link comes from the last category of e-mail. Usually I get forwards about why voting for voting is bad because it’s too votey (or whatever), but now I give you the new way to peel potatoes, as presented by Mary Ann, Minnow passenger and spokesperson for Idaho:
Now you don’t have to peel potatoes ever again. I would imagine this works on peaches, yams, and other skin-type foods.
A lot happened in last night’s Star Wars session, but let’s not forget the most important discovery- I don’t joke around when it comes to cake. With a recipe like this, you don’t have to.
In a large bowl, mix together the cake and pudding mixes, sour cream, oil, beaten eggs and water. Stir in the chocolate chips and pour batter into a well greased 13 x 9 inch pan.
Bake for approximately 35 minutes minutes. Cool cake thoroughly in pan. Enjoy the deliciousness.
This is just a simple, photographical image of our feelings about being stood up by Mike and kids for cookies and a playdate.
I slaved over a hot oven to bring you the masterpieces you see here. I mean, what else would possess me to create a gingerbread away team? Only my deepest respect for Mike and his frontierial obsessions. Or I’ve gone loopy. Either are plausible excuses, really.
First person to name at least three characters depicted here wins a gingerensign of his/her choice.
All I know, Mike, is that someone else had to eat the gingerbread ensign, and I cried through every bite… *sniff*
I’ll present these other photos to you as a warning to keep Booyor away from the decorator bag full of frosting…
Thanks to Rachel for the recipe.
1 Coffee Mug
4 tablespoons flour (that’s plain flour, not self-rising)
4 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons baking cocoa
1 egg
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons oil
3 tablespoons chocolate chips (optional) mini choc. chips might be better
Small splash of vanilla
Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well. Add the egg and mix thoroughly.
Pour in the milk and oil and mix well.
Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla, and mix again.
Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts.
My daughter wanted a tea party for her birthday. A princess tea party. When asked if her cousin could come, she said, “Yes, but he has to be a ninja.”
I am very proud.
My nephew and I were ninjas who also know how to enjoy a good spot of tea. My daughter was a great host and made sure that all of her friends had a good time. My wife deserves a lot of credit for the time, effort, and thoughts that went into the party.
Here’s an example of my wife’s cooking excellence: Yes, AND she’s hot.
Here’s the recipe (since, yes, the butterflies are homemade):
Have a wing pattern on white paper.
Put wax paper over it.
Fill one bag with chocolate and one Ziploc bag with strawberry meltable candy.
Draw with the chocolate bag (snip a hole) on the wax paper tracing the pattern.
Fill in with pink.
Pound the counter for a swirl. (Yeah.)
When it dries, put two M&Ms on the cupcake. Support the wings on them.
We played pin the crown on the princess. I was pretty proud of the princess picture I drew next to the beautiful original.
She even got a haircut for the party.
The best gift came from her aunts who dressed up like princesses. My daughter, to her credit, kept in character and called them Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. Aurora’s friend was DYING to use her new spindle, and Cinderella constructed hers from pieces found by Goodwill and mice. It’s tough being a ninja.
So, what do you do after a party and you’ve got homemade dresses?
Go to the mall (kinda like ‘ball’, right?)! San Tan Village is outdoors and has a truly jovial security staff.
Here’s an experiment where my sisters-in-law test people’s comfort levels by asking where the glass slipper is to passers-by.
My favorite line?
“I don’t know. I just got here.”
Like that guy at the outdoor food court MAY have had the time to see a glass slipper and a carriage, but he was underprepared.
The types of people encountered fall into three categories:
Ones who don’t get it and refer the princesses to the manager or guest services.
Ones who get into character and have their kids interact with the princesses.
You definitely have to stay tuned in until the crowd at the Disney store. What will they do, put Cinderella in cuffs in front of all of the little kids?
What went from joke to reality was made possible by family. And sugar.
Jeremy, I would put up the full versions of the videos, but they’re not web friendly in size. Wi-Fi party?
Christmas II happened today – many emotions transpired, including my newfound desire to be a rap star:
Here are some highlights:
Getting time with my friend Jason from New York and helping him get going for his plane.
Finding out last night that someone else is on Twitter. Being stalked
My mother-in-law got a bracelet. My nephew walked up to it and said, “They went to Jared’s.” (even though they hadn’t)
My fake business letter and purchase/shipping e-mail made Jeremy Google my fake company.
Rock ‘em Sock ‘em Robots (I miss the MacBook…Windows Movie Maker doesn’t recognize my camera’s files.)
My wife’s enchilada casserole.
The following was found, like all other recipes, without my wife’s knowledge:
3 or 4 chicken breasts (cooked) cut into pieces
into pan w/ 2 cans Cream of Chicken soup, slightly diluted (I like to do things slightly deluded)
Add 2 cans of diced green chiles, onion and garlic salt to taste (I’m assuming to add to the taste – but why else would you add something to a recipe?)
3 cups grated cheese (3/4 lb.)
12 corn tortillas (quartered and lightly fried)(between paper towels)
Oblong pan (I’m assuming put the mixture in it) – spray
Thin layer of sauce
Layer tortillas, sauce, and cheese (continue – maybe 2)(layers?)
End with cheese (like a Nicholas Sparks book)
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes (unless previously refrigerated – then cook for 45-60 minutes)
Disney Scene It with the Shout Out Loud option enabled.
Getting a phone call from Jason saying he wasn’t in New York (flight canceled) but instead was on my doorstop to show his friend Jeff Newton the Wii.
Finding out later in the conversation that Jeff Newton has taken some photographs of some big time people. I just thought he was Jason’s friend Jeff. I would love to post his art, but I don’t want to break copyright on the big magazine covers. Go check it out. He’s a great guy who can tackle you in tennis but gets his behind kicked online in Mario Strikers (like all of us).
My own photos somehow pale. BUT they are of my family, who call me more frequently than Wayne Gretsky.
Please add more photos:
The Haiku
Celebrities have
no sway compared to spending
some family time
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Once again, in the tradition of the Hermits, I found a recipe lying around the house and I thought I should share. This time I cleaned out the garage and this mysterious paper was crumpled up under some folders.
Tonight we serve up a Boushh family favorite: Citric Thermal Detonators!
I don’t know if this is a part of my wife’s Master Apprentice repertoire, if this was a recipe from school (based on the location), or if this placed surreptitiously for my demise.
It combines my favorite things:
This is ideal for cooking in the wild, whether you’re too lazy to wash dishes or you time is of the essence to nab some Rebel scum.
Either way, portable cake!
Materials Needed:
Cake/Muffin Batter
Foil (preferably “Aluminum”)
An orange (or citric variant)
Fire
1. Cut the top off of your citrus about 1/3 from the top, making a lid (a la jack of lanterns)
2. Leaving the citric chunk attached to the lid, set aside the lid and hollow out the rest of the detonator
3. Fill the detonator casing/orange with liquid batter (if you’re tired, throwing this Batter Bomb now will produce comedic mayhem but no cake)
4. Re-lid the orange
5. Wrap the orange in a 6″ x 6″ square of foil (quadrilaterals depend upon lemon or grapefruit variants)
6. Place wrapped detonator on hot coals/over the fire
7. 10-15 minutes later, a cake will form inside the orange (if you held the foil-covered orange this whole time, know that you are a better man than I. Enjoy your pastry, my friend. Enjoy your pastry.)
The orange left in the lid will flavor the cake, so heads up with that when choosing cake batter/citric shell.
With the more professional look to the site, I thought I’d start offering some free stuff. I just got home from work (okay, so I got home an hour ago, but just put down Strikers Charged) and I saw these bar cookies sitting on the counter. (Whoa. There’s a river in Wii Golf. My daughter’s playing a level I haven’t seen.)
I had a bar.
After the third one, I decided to stop because they’re actually for our church group that hangs out tonight.
But, “Admin-type stuff” happening here: A New Category! Recipes!
My wife makes the greatest stuff and her mom is awesomely experimental. I found the handwritten note and decided to put it online to maybe even submit to a recipe site. Here’s the note (taken from a MacBook…my wife only writes backwards when she paints White Knight pictures of Ringo Starr):
You can tell that even in their humblest state these hermits are awesome.
But why call them hermits? My guess is that you will be driven to hide the pan in a cave on top of the Himalayas where sherpas will bring you milk from yaks.
With that, the recipe follows.
Materials
1 c. butter/margarine – softened
1 1/2 c. sugar
1 tsp. allspice (what is that? like “omnispice”?)
1 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp. ground cloves
3 eggs
3 1/4 c. flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 c. molasses
(1 c. raisins + 1/2 c. nuts) = optional
Procedures
Preheat 325 degrees. (I’m assuming Fahrenheit.)
Grease jelly roll pan.
Cream butter, sugar, spices.
Add eggs, one at a time.
Throw in everything. (Nice.)
Stiff cookie batter. (I think that’s what you’re looking for.)
Cut it while warm.
325 degrees, 25 minutes (give or take with altitude) in a jelly roll pan
Hopefully you like it. If this note corresponds to the food that I am eating, you will enjoy.
The Haiku These cookie bars will
make you feel like you can climb
a snow-capped mountain
