Posts Tagged ‘food’

Pssssst. . . . wanna’ buy a cheap recipe binder?

Okay, one final comment on soap making. After using a small bar for a week I recently read how one can test a batch to see if it’s ready. All you need are PH strips, shaved soap, hot water and a reading of between 8 and 10 on the strip. My bars are at 7. . .




Meanwhile, because I enjoy reading the Cook’s Illustrated magazine, I was thrilled to learn they had a cookbook  so I requested a copy from the library.  .

cooks illustratedHoly Crap on a crayon—talk about a behemoth of a book! I should have read the fine print at the bottom of the cover —where it said 2,000 recipes from 20 years. . .

Opening this cookbook is like walking into an oversized big box store without a list and standing there staring at what must be twenty-five aisles and each one is a mile long.

Where to start??

But, once you get the mojo moving, you realize there are sooo many things you didn’t know existed until you saw them. And, because the child in us is never far away, every recipe in the book is like a bag of candy.

The thing with recipes is I tend to collect them. Sometimes when I’m hungry reading recipes is as good as eating. Sometimes, when it’s time to cook a meal, and I haven’t a freaking clue what to cook, I hunt recipes, and sometimes I come across a recipe that is so off-the-wall I simply have to save it. Doesn’t matter if I have to hike into deep woods to kill something, or gather buried roots—when I’m in a ‘mood’ I believe I might just do that.

In other words — I gather recipes to my bosom like a shiny new baby.

And, that’s why the over-grown king-sized binder holding my recipes recently threw its locking rings wide open like a cowboy leaping on a horse and dumped the roughly six trillion plastic sleeves (each containing at least four recipes) across our slippery ceramic tiled floor. As I watched the ocean of pages sliding in all directions like greased bananas I knew it was time to get ruthless with them. Time to cull the beast!  But first—that beautiful cook book had to go back to the library. I have to go cold turkey. NO. MORE. RECIPES. At least until the binder beast is under control.

So, hey — if you see the Cooks Illustrated book please give it a cuddle for me. And, whatever you do, don’t try to pick it up by yourself . . .

Advice on How to Become a Babe (sort of)


Okay, so here’s the deal—you know that old saying ‘The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’? I think they had Man-Wonder in sight through the blades of their beater when they coined that phrase because nothing makes the man happier than a good meal  cookie. Even through countless diets, we have figured out ways to include them. (Perhaps a wee part of the reason why the diets never worked as well as they should have?)

And, as I’ve mentioned a million of so times, I’m a fan of whodunits. My consumption of them equals Man-Wonder’s cookie-inhaling abilities.

And, as any reader of whodunit knows, those devilish little pocketbooks are now filling their back pages with tips and recipes from home care to cookies.

Talk about a sweet bonus — since I believe that anyone who can write a delicious mystery has got to be able to offer up a delicious recipe too. And so far most of the ones I’ve tried do.

Which leads me to Cate Price and her ‘Sometimes a Great Notion’ shop series featuring the main character, Daisy Buchanan. Fun reads, and, in the book titled, Lie of the Needle, she offers up a ‘Kitchen Sink Cookie’ recipe which produces cookies worth their golden weight (and this dough is no lightweight by baking time).

Here’s a recipe so full of yum, I swear Man-Wonder had tears in his eyes when he turned to me and said, “You’re a real park babe!”





I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a compliment or not. . .



pssst – if you want the recipe try entering in ‘cate price and kitchen sink cookies’ or better yet, read her book – you’ll be glad you did.

pssssssst— This cookies freeze well and are as delicious frozen as they are fresh. No kidding.