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Dec. 23rd, 2014 10:35 amI'm falling down on the December posting meme, and I don't know if I'm going to catch up. There's so much to do!
Cordelia's friends didn't come today, either. They're still having asthma issues. Cordelia is holed up in her room, doing lord knows what. I don't think she's actually had breakfast yet. I suppose she'll say something when she's actually hungry.
Yesterday, I got a fair amount done. Cordelia and I made lemon bars. They came out pretty well. Cordelia actually wore the apron I bought for her. She wanted my apron until she got a look at the one I bought for her. Then she couldn't put it on fast enough. Lemon bars are a two stage process. One makes a shortbread crust and bakes it for about twenty minutes while one make the lemony topping. Then the whole thing bakes another twenty minutes or so.
I used the second baking period to prepare another kind of bar, one I'd never tried before called gooey butter bars. Why the name, I don't know; they contain no butter. This recipe uses a cake mix as the base (with an egg and a stick of margarine mixed in). Then, there's a mix of egg, cream cheese, vanilla, and powdered sugar for the topping. These are quite tasty, but I fear they may be too fragile to transport. Being able to take them to the Christmas gathering was the entire point.
I also baked bread (in the bread machine, so it wasn't onerous), ran the dishwasher, did a load of laundry, and put all of my clothes away. Oh, and I cubed the cheese I'll use on Christmas to make cheese spread. I also made two batches of the things with Rollos on pretzels. I almost forgot about those.
I still need to make one more batch of bars (assuming I can clear a pan for it). I have butterscotch chips to use up somehow. I want to make applesauce which means peeling and coring apples (we have a device that). I need to make Christmas porridge. For the rice we'll take to Christmas dinner, we'll probably put it in the rice cooker overnight, setting it to get done around 9 a.m. so that it's relatively fresh when we take it. That will mean preparing the green onions and garlic for it on Christmas Eve after church. I'd rather not do that, but needs must. Making the salad and cheese spread will happen after breakfast on Christmas. Neither one should take very long.
I'm trying to leave Christmas Eve as empty as possible as I'm sure that things will come that will need my time.
Last night, Scott and Cordelia walked to Book Bound to find a present that Cordelia could give me. I can't imagine what they found. I don't actually want many books and am not prone to actually reading the ones I do acquire. I have books from last Christmas that I still haven't opened.
Scott is tired of the chicken leftovers we have, and Cordelia has hated them from the first time we served them. That being the case, he suggested pizza. I didn't look at what time it was, so I went I along with the suggestion. It was 7:30 by the time he went to pick up the pizza and very near to 8:00 when we were able to start eating. That made pizza a really risky proposition for me. I really shouldn't have it after about 7:00, not if I want to sleep. I gambled on it, and I did sleep okay, so I guess I shouldn't have fussed over it.
I need to figure out which of my cookies are robust enough to be stored in ziplocs. The lemon bars and the gooey butter bars both need the big plastic tub and a lot of waxed paper if I'm going to take them out of the pan.
Oh, well. On to applesauce.
Cordelia's friends didn't come today, either. They're still having asthma issues. Cordelia is holed up in her room, doing lord knows what. I don't think she's actually had breakfast yet. I suppose she'll say something when she's actually hungry.
Yesterday, I got a fair amount done. Cordelia and I made lemon bars. They came out pretty well. Cordelia actually wore the apron I bought for her. She wanted my apron until she got a look at the one I bought for her. Then she couldn't put it on fast enough. Lemon bars are a two stage process. One makes a shortbread crust and bakes it for about twenty minutes while one make the lemony topping. Then the whole thing bakes another twenty minutes or so.
I used the second baking period to prepare another kind of bar, one I'd never tried before called gooey butter bars. Why the name, I don't know; they contain no butter. This recipe uses a cake mix as the base (with an egg and a stick of margarine mixed in). Then, there's a mix of egg, cream cheese, vanilla, and powdered sugar for the topping. These are quite tasty, but I fear they may be too fragile to transport. Being able to take them to the Christmas gathering was the entire point.
I also baked bread (in the bread machine, so it wasn't onerous), ran the dishwasher, did a load of laundry, and put all of my clothes away. Oh, and I cubed the cheese I'll use on Christmas to make cheese spread. I also made two batches of the things with Rollos on pretzels. I almost forgot about those.
I still need to make one more batch of bars (assuming I can clear a pan for it). I have butterscotch chips to use up somehow. I want to make applesauce which means peeling and coring apples (we have a device that). I need to make Christmas porridge. For the rice we'll take to Christmas dinner, we'll probably put it in the rice cooker overnight, setting it to get done around 9 a.m. so that it's relatively fresh when we take it. That will mean preparing the green onions and garlic for it on Christmas Eve after church. I'd rather not do that, but needs must. Making the salad and cheese spread will happen after breakfast on Christmas. Neither one should take very long.
I'm trying to leave Christmas Eve as empty as possible as I'm sure that things will come that will need my time.
Last night, Scott and Cordelia walked to Book Bound to find a present that Cordelia could give me. I can't imagine what they found. I don't actually want many books and am not prone to actually reading the ones I do acquire. I have books from last Christmas that I still haven't opened.
Scott is tired of the chicken leftovers we have, and Cordelia has hated them from the first time we served them. That being the case, he suggested pizza. I didn't look at what time it was, so I went I along with the suggestion. It was 7:30 by the time he went to pick up the pizza and very near to 8:00 when we were able to start eating. That made pizza a really risky proposition for me. I really shouldn't have it after about 7:00, not if I want to sleep. I gambled on it, and I did sleep okay, so I guess I shouldn't have fussed over it.
I need to figure out which of my cookies are robust enough to be stored in ziplocs. The lemon bars and the gooey butter bars both need the big plastic tub and a lot of waxed paper if I'm going to take them out of the pan.
Oh, well. On to applesauce.
