Friday, February 17, 2023

Friday Favorites

I haven't done a favorites post yet this month, and since it looks like I'm only managing one a month, I better get to it.

I discovered this whisk attachment on either Facebook or TikTok and was immediately intrigued; if there is one thing I hate, it's cleaning frosting and other gunk off the underside of my Kitchenaid. This silicone shield keeps that from happening and makes cleaning batter, frosting, etc. off the whisk a breeze. 




Another favorite is this set of poppy vinyl decals for my large Kitchenaid mixer. They elevated my mixer from boring to snazzy in just a matter of minutes and, in hindsight, I should have ordered them way back when I originally purchased the rose pattern for my smaller mixer.


 
Since I've been on a bread-baking kick, I purchased a set of banneton bowls and other accessories for the perfect sourdough loaf. Have I yet acomplished a perfect sourdough loaf? I have not. But at least I have the tools needed to try.  



In other shopping news; I found several new colors in my never-ending quest for Martha Stewart faux tulips. I am still on the hunt for purple, which are Queen B's favorite.


And, lastly, I have to recommend this Birdie personal alarm. I purchased one each for myself, Queen B, and Shanti. They are small and discreet but pack a serious punch in decibels. Just pull the pin and the alarm shrieks like a banshee.




That's it for this month!

Thursday, February 16, 2023

We Got Nine Inches Last Night (That's What She Said)

That's a little humor from The Office for you today.

Not humorous? The fact that we did, indeed, get nine inches... of snow. It was actually the night before last, but that's beside the point, the point is; we are still dealing with the aftermath, today. This includes hazardous roads, which led to the second snow day in a row for the local schools. The kids are loving that, I'm sure, as for the adults who still have to traverse said hazardous roads to reach their jobs; this is no bueno.

I am one of such said adults and, while I navigated the roads just fine this morning, others weren't so fortunate; I saw two accidents on my ten mile journey. Needless to say, I won't be leaving the safe confines of my office until it is time to return home.

Instead, I am enjoying the view from my window, as one does. 




Colorado. 

Gotta love it (that's what she said).



Monday, February 13, 2023

I Hope the Aliens Like Mustard

Sooooo....anyone else feel like we are living the real world version of Independence Day yet? I don't know what to think, but I do know that, if the situation occurs, I won't be hanging out on top of any tall buildings with a welcome sign. That seems overly needy; better to play it cool, like yo, 'sup?

Anyhoodle, while the good people of Montana and Canada were on UFO watch, I was practicing denial by baking. I made another loaf of bread, and, since I was already in the kitchen, I decided to try my hand at homemade mustard. Because I saw it on TikTok, you see. In between all the videos of Doomsday Prophesies, naturally.

So, how do you make mustard and why is it superior to simply cracking open a bottle or jar of the store stuff? Because it is; you're just going to have to trust me on this.

I made two different types of mustard: smooth yellow and grainy brown. I got both the yellow and brown seeds on Amazon.


The brown mustard recipe required an overnight soaking in a water and vinegar solution; a mustard douche, if you will (yeah, I went there). You can use any type of vinegar, so I pulled what I had on hand out of the pantry. Folks? I didn't realize I had so many options; the time to further purge the pantry is nigh.


I finally settled on a batch made with red wine vinegar, for which I used this ancient bottle of organic Rao's, unearthed from the very deepest, darkest regions of the pantry. Since vinegar doesn't spoil, I figured using a vintage bottle wouldn't kill us.


For the second batch, I used this super-bougie Prosecco white wine vinegar. I think I purchased it originally for homemade salad dressing, which I clearly never made since it was unopened and unused. I tend to do that, a lot.


The first step is to add equal portions of yellow and brown seeds into jars. I used the wax-paper funnel method for this.

Once the seeds are in the jars, you add water and vinegar and allow the seeds to set overnight, or longer, so the seeds can absorb the douche liquid. 


With that done, I turned my attention to the yellow mustard, which required a different technique and more ingredients, including paprika, onion powder, cinnamon, garlic powder, and turmeric.


The recipe also requires that the mustard seeds be ground into powder (you can also purchase ground mustard for this recipe, but it is more expensive, and, while far less time consuming, generally a whole lot less fun). I used my trusty Ninja for the blending of the seeds.



Once the seeds are ground, you add them to the spices in a saucepan over low heat, pour in some water, and a tablespoon of honey, and whisk for about 30-40 minutes.


When the time is up, add apple cider vinegar (any vinegar will do), and continue to cook for another few minutes.


I had a cute kitchen helper; you might want to get one, too.


If the mustard seems too thick, whisk in water, a little at a time, until you reach your preferred consistency.


Allow to cool to room temperature, then place in jars. Mustard will keep in the fridge for up to six months. Also, mustard can be bitter on it's birthday (direct quote from the Mustard Lady on TikTok), so let it mellow for a few days before you use it.


Once our mustard-making adventures were done, Mom and I went to Hooterville to take in a movie (Hugh was on the Front Range, at wrestling Regionals). We saw 80 For Brady and it was really cute. Very wholesome, funny, and just long enough for old people to sit in theater seats, according to Mom.



Sunday afternoon, I finished the brown mustard, which had been brining for a full 24 hours, so the seeds were nice and swollen.


The process was pretty simple: drain off most of the liquid and discard (it will be bitter). Add seeds and a splash of fresh vinegar to a blending appliance (I tried to use my Kitchenaid mini, but the damn thing refused to work, so I ended up going with Plan B, which was my Ninja. The Ninja was up to the task, but it took longer than the mini would have taken. Looks like momma needs a new mini). Blend to desired consistency, adding vinegar as needed.


Scoop into jars and refrigerate for several days to mellow before using.


Each of my recipes made a large enough batch for sharing, which is how I intend to use my mustard.

On a totally different note, since I've been spending so much time in the kitchen, I decided to give my larger Kitchenaid mixer a make-over. I purchased decals on Amazon and went to town. I'm happy with the result (also, if you're starting to think that I am overly spoiled in the kitchen appliance arena, you would be correct. This is what happens when one's husband owns a hardware store; appliances for every gift-giving occasion!).



And, that wraps up the first weekend of the alien invasion, if that is indeed what's happening. Anyone have that on their 2023 Doomsday Bingo card? A straight Bingo wins you a jar of mustard; yellow or brown, your choice!




Monday, February 06, 2023

I've Got Hearts In My Eyes

I busted out my Valentines Day decorations late last month so that I would have some time to enjoy them before immediately transitioning into Spring decor (I am jumping the gun a bit, but in my defense; spring and summer cannot get here quickly enough).

I've mentioned it before, but these faux tulips by Martha Stewart are an absolute favorite of mine. They look and feel super realistic and they brighten up the spaces in which they are placed.


I have also mentioned my love for vintage inspired Valentines decor. This year, I added cute ceramic plates from Hobby Lobby to the mix. Every time I look at them, I am transported back to Mayberry Elementary and the many Valentines Day parties that I enjoyed while attending classes in the historic buildings (the squeaking sound of small feet on wood floors, paper hearts strung in a garland across the chalkboards that stretched the full width of the room, the smell of chalk dust, and the taste of red suckers and conversation hearts, not to mention the thrill of opening each small envelope, painstakingly addressed by each of my classmates, in their finest printing or cursive writing). 

I wish adults had the opportunity to experience something similar each February.





This weekend, I frosted the cut-sugar cookies that I baked the previous weekend. They are now stored safely away from prying eyes (and lips and tongues) until they are presented to their intended recipients next Tuesday. These cookies were a part of the Man-Cub's childhood and I love that he still requests them.



You can bet that, as soon as the hearts return to their storage bins; I will be rolling out some dough and cutting a few egg, chick, and carrot shapes for the Cub to enjoy for Easter. Valentines Day may pass, but the love will go on.



Thursday, February 02, 2023

Galentines Care Package

It's finally February, which means two things; one: men all over the nation will be scrambling to purchase flowers that will be dead within a week of their delivery, and two: the card and chocolate companies are about to rack in 99.999% of their annual revenues.

Since the floral, card, and candy industries all deserve to prosper, I wish them well.

February in my household also means that a care package of some sort will be sent to one or the other of my children (child not receiving a care package in the mail will be receiving one by hand delivery, so don't fret for that poor child).

It is the girl child's turn again this year. So, what was in her package? Thanks for asking!

In the Box:

-My Mini heart-shaped waffle iron

-Two novels by Colleen Hoover

-Two bunches of Martha Stewart faux tulips

-A set of stuffed mice for the Grandcat

-A sparkly pink collar, also for the Grandcat

-A box of Valentines cat treats, for, say it with me, the Grandcat

-A bee-shaped Bath & Body Works Wallflower

-Limoncello scented Wallflower refill

-One pair of fuzzy Valentines socks

One box of Valentines Blow Pop suckers

-Red and pink hair clips






I sent the package in January so that Queen B  (and the Grandcat) would have time to enjoy the items in the box.

I'm working on the Man-Cub's Valentines box, which will include some of the cut sugar cookies that I baked last weekend, so, again, don't worry that he (or my other Grandcat) will be deprived of seasonal love.

After all, someone's gotta keep the chocolate industry in business.



Monday, January 30, 2023

Let's Get Baked (No, Not Like THAT)

This weekend, I really only had two goals: bake heart-shaped sugar cookies for Valentines Day, and bake a couple of loaves of bread. I succeeded in both regards, despite having a killer sinus headache. So, my weekend was a win.

I also got to eat the green chili mac 'n' cheese that I've been craving, along with a Chicken Bacon Ranch sandwich. Unfortunately, the wicked sinus headache must have interfered with my tastebuds, because neither item tasted nearly as good to me as they did the first time I had them at this particular restaurant. I'll definitely have to give it another go once I am recovered.   



The cookies I made were from my go-to sugar cookie recipe and, while I'm not one to sample the dough before it is baked; I am told that it was delicious. Who told me, you ask? The Man-Cub, who made  a beeline for the house as soon as he heard I was baking them. The child has always loved to be by my side as I roll out the dough and cut the cookies and it does my heart good to know that this habit has not changed with adulthood.
 


I am on my second attempt at sourdough starter, having tossed the original batch when I noticed mold forming on the surface. The second batch is actually doing quite well (fingers crossed that I didn't just jinx myself), but it wasn't quite ready to bake with yet, so I went with a recipe that called for yeast, instead.
 





I think it turned out pretty well. It probably could have used a wee bit more time in the oven, for a darker, crispier crust, but, overall, it was a winner.

I practiced my scoring technique on the bread and was pleasantly surprised with the outcome. Once I get a good loaf of sourdough proofed and ready to bake, I will be less intimidated by my new lame.


I am still nursing the sinus headache today, but am at work. I don't know if I'll make it through the whole day, but, if I don't; I've got bread and honey to look forward to. I can think of worse things.