Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Carmel Apples


This is what we did tonight. It was very easy, but I didn't plan ahead well to make room for 25 carmel apples in my fridge!




Caramel Apples from realsimple.com

2 pounds lady apples or tart apples, such as Macouns or Winesaps

1 pound caramel squares

10 wooden sticks


Wash and completely dry the apples. Insert a wooden stick into thetop end of each. Line a baking sheet with wax paper and set aside.In a small saucepan over low heat, combine the caramels with 1/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons water. Cook until smooth, stirring occassionally, about 10 minutes. Remove from heat.While the caramel is hot, dip the apples in, swirling to coat evenly. Let the excess caramel drip off and place the apples on the lined baking sheet. Place in the refrigerator to harden, about 1 hour. Yield: Makes 10 apples

NUTRITION PER SERVINGCALORIES 216.67(16% from fat); FAT 3.82g (sat 3.01g); CHOLESTEROL 3.18mg; CALCIUM 67.6mg; CARBOHYDRATE 46.45g; SODIUM 111.96mg; PROTEIN 2.3mg; FIBER 2.55g; IRON 0.16mg


Sunday, May 20, 2007

What We Do On Sundays


Today I made Chicken Marsalas (or as I call it, Chicken Winton Marsalis) for Sunday Dinner. It was fun to try a new dish on Sunday for a change. I usually reserve experiments for Weekdays. David and I ate until we could eat no more and the kids enjoyed some ginger ale and pop (or coke, as they say hear in the south). I look foward to making Winton for dinner again very soon, as David has always been a big fan (of the chicken and the trumpet) .

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

How to Poor Pancake Syrup 101

Okay, this is a class I need to take next fall. Yesterday morning I attempted to poor hot just then homemade syrup from a resteraunt style pourer when the metal handle thingy popped right off. Thankfully, the glass bottom only fell on a plate, so ther wasn't any broken glass involved in the chaos that was(is) my kitchen. However, syrup landed everywhere- the countertop, my hair, my clothes, but mostly all over the floor. Wait-it gets better. Then my 2 yo son runs in, fully clothed. He slips in the mess, lands on his rear and looks at me with a quiet fear. His face had a "she's gonna snap if I scream so I better not make a peep" expression. So, I spent all morning cleaning syrup off of everything. Wow is that stuff sticky. Maybe I should just "stick" with the secure-lidded,plastic-bottled, store-bought variety of the pancake syrup.