One reason that I love shopping at the thrift store is that there is so much character in some of the things you find. My mom found these at the thrift store and bought them for me. Aren’t they fantastic? They are from the 50’s I believe and look at how sparkly they are. I absolutely love them, they are so much prettier than those dull gray nonstick pans I have at the moment. So out with the new (nonstick) and in with the old I say. I’ll pass mine along to someone who wants them, and then every time I make muffins or a loaf of something yummy, I will be able to do it in a fun, pretty, sparkly pan.
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What do you do when you and the babe aren’t feeling quite up to par? When the big kids are climbing the walls and you really don’t want to send them back out to the mud pit that used to be your yard? Why, you ask your five year old if she wants to help you make some scones. Then what do you do when you can’t find your trusty scone recipe? You find a new one and hope it works out. What do you do when the new recipe is a complete flop? You slather it with extra jam and cream and eat them anyway. Then what? Well, you send the kids back out into the mud, after all that’s what is really important, right? Full bellies, play exhausted kids and happy memories.
As promised, here is the pear custard pie. It is one of our all time favourite desserts, and it’s perfect for the autumn when there is an abundance of pears. I have made this for years and it is so easy. Really, all you do is peel the pears and put them in a pie plate. You blend the other ingredients together and pour them over the pears. That’s it, so it’s even perfect for someone who doesn’t really like to bake. Here is the recipe for the custard pie. It really is easy and delicious, do try it. I just wanted to say thank you to all of you who stop by and visit, and a very big thank you to those of you who take the time to comment. I really appreciate it. I’ve been gathering lots of ideas for the kids and I to work on for Christmas, so as we get them done I will be sharing them with you. Lots to do in the next month, but I’ve come across some great ideas that we are really excited about. Hope you guys have a great day.
I grew up in England and one of my favourite treats was a flapjack. They are moist and slightly chewy oatmeal bar thingies (great description, I know). I have tried several times to make them and no matter what I do, they just don’t turn out. I have used two different tried and true recipes and it’s just not working for me, at all. This is really disappointing and I am not sure how to remedy it. Today we woke up to more snow, not enough to play in, not even enough to look pretty. Just enough to make the sky a dull grey, so mid morning after being on the phone trying to deal with the hospital trying to overcharge me by $40,000 (long story…) I got everything out to make some flapjacks. I followed the recipe to a T and once again they flopped. Only the very top layer actually stuck together, the rest has to be eaten with a spoon as none of it stuck together at all. In the picture, it is just a very thin layer of flapjack balanced on my mug. Does anyone have any idea why this is happening and how I can fix it? I would really appreciate any help I can get as I really miss having a good flapjack.
Well, I should have known that things always take longer than expected with four little ones under foot. The kitchen is still in chaos, which unfortunately is seeping into the living room. Oh the joys of demolition and painting. It is so worth it though. It’s not by any means a full makeover, there are still plenty of things left to do, but two major things were taken care of and it has made a huge difference. I’m really hoping to have some decent pictures tomorrow, unless of course, life gets in the way. Onto the pears, there was a slight miscommunication the other day when Hubby went to the store. When I write out grocery lists, I usually write the sale price next to the item so that I can make sure they’re charging the right price (which all too often doesn’t happen). Anyway, next to pears, I had written $10 for 10lbs, which is a good price around here. Hubby thought I meant to get 10 pounds. Oops. Not really a problem though as my kiddos descend on fruit like locusts. As soon as they ripen up a tad, I have the most delicious pear custard pie recipe to share with you. I can hardly wait myself, as it is a favourite around here. Back to the grindstone, hope everyone is having a great day.
Every once in a while I like to make sandwiches using pita breads, but I almost choke at having to pay $3 or $4 dollars for a package of six. Let’s face it, they are hard, taste of nothing, and are filled with a bunch of nasty preservatives. Yesterday we decided to make some, and I was absolutely thrilled with how they turned out. I searched for a recipe online and ended up using this Pita recipe. It was really easy, but just a little time consuming, though I had two kiddos perfectly willing to help out. After tuckering out from the kneading, my six year old went off to play and I finished up. I had forgotten how sore my arms were after holding a 22lb. baby for five hours the other night, but it was a good workout and I made it through. They were a huge success and the first four out of the oven were eaten immediately. I followed the recipe exactly and used my cast iron pizza pan to bake them on. These will definitely be made again, they were so good. I knew they would be better than the store bought ones, but the difference is unbelievable. Try them out, you won’t regret it.
I’ve been enjoying Ree Drummond’s blog, The Pioneer Woman, for quite some time. Last night she was doing a book signing for her cookbook in Denver. As that’s only an hour and a half away, hubby, baby, and I took off for an evening of fun. We got there just a few minutes after 7:30pm when the signing was scheduled to start. The book store was packed, and I mean jam packed. Hubby went off to do some browsing and the babe and I got in line. I was next to some great gals and the chatter flowed, it was a good thing because we were all in line together for the next five hours. It was a long time, but it was actually pretty fun. We got to know each other a bit and for several of those hours we were sitting on the stairs, so at least we weren’t standing, which is handy as the babe is 22 pounds. We finally got downstairs and at 12:40am I finally met Ree. She was so sweet, and gorgeous, and she spent a few minutes chatting and signing my cookbook. The babe had been awake the entire time, amazing I know, and had fallen asleep literally less than a minute before meeting Ree. She signed my cookbook and took some pictures and after saying goodbye to my new friends we were off. We pulled in the driveway at 2:45am. It was a long, tiring night, and I would do it all over. I was really pleased that Ree was everything I expected and more, what a sweet gal. This of course is why I haven’t been able to function today, at all. I don’t drink anything with caffeine in it as the babe already doesn’t sleep well. She doesn’t need help staying up, so I have been craving several pots of coffee today. Alas, no caffeine for me, but I definitely see an early bedtime.
You will have to pardon my very short post today as I didn’t get home until 2:45am last night and can barely keep my eyes open. I am wondering how I am going to make it through this day (though it was a fun night), I’ll tell you all about it shortly. In the meantime, look what I found at a local antique store, two blue and white striped jugs all the way from Staffordshire, England. I am always surprised at what shows up in thrift and antique stores and wish that the items could tell their story. Have a great day and I’ll fill you all in later.
I love bread pudding, no, I really love bread pudding. I think it is the one desert that I just cannot pass up, though I am a bit of a purist. I don’t usually like things added to it or unusual flavours, this is the one exception. I love that it tastes like autumn and is not overly sweet. I don’t feel bad at all about letting my kids eat big servings as it’s full of yummy goodness and not that much sugar. In fact, when I gave some to the babe, she started doing a happy dance with a big grin plastered onto her face. Speaking of the babe, she has not been settling down well at night (she has never been a good sleeper) and she has not been staying asleep well, so I need to go finish up that tutorial for the little fabric birdy while my hubby has all the kiddos occupied since my normal blogging time (evening after the kids are in bed) is shot helping the babe get some rest. Here’s the recipe, I hope you enjoy!
Pumpkin Bread Pudding
- butter for the baking dish
- 8 ounces of stale french bread, sliced 1/2″ thick and then into cubes
- 4 large eggs
- 4 cups whole milk
- 15 ounces pumpkin puree
- 3/4 cup packed light-brown sugar
- 1 Tablespoon pumpkin-pie spice
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- Preheat oven to 300°.
- Butter a shallow 2-quart baking dish and set aside.
- In a large bowl, whisk together eggs, whole milk, pumpkin, brown sugar, pumpkin pie spice, vanilla and salt.
- Add the french bread and let it sit for about 20 minutes to soak the custard mixture in.
- Pour mixture into the buttered dish.
- Bake on a baking sheet until it is firm and a toothpick or knife inserted in the middle comes out clean, approx. 60 to 70 minutes.
- Serve warm or room temperature, or even cold either plain, or maybe with a dusting of confectioner’s sugar or a dollop of whipped cream.
UPDATE: The tutorial for the fabric bird is here in my side bar. Enjoy! I’d love to see any birdies you make.
My mother recently gave me my great grandmother’s recipe box. I have been having lots of fun looking through it. There are quite a few recipes I want to try, including her butterscotch pie. I am equally confused and enthralled with the fact that there are no directions, just a short list of ingredients. How on earth do I begin to make this? I’m not sure whether it was just a recipe that she knew so well there was no need to write down how to make it, or if in her generation it was just silly to assume that someone wouldn’t know how to make this pie. Either way, one of these days I’m going to try it. These are the kinds of things that I am excited to pass down to my children, memories and traditions of the women before me. Thanks mom!