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Well, I am back. We were visiting a daughter, son-in-law and two little granddaughters over the last weekend, I came home sick.
It was great seeing the little granddaughters. We see them about 4 days a year; we make two trips a year over a weekend. One is 3 1/2 yrs old, the other is 1 and 1/4 yrs old. We had so much fun. The older granddaughter and I made chocolate chip cookies. She is a great little cook. I made her an apron when she was 1 1/2. Her dad made her a “Little Kitchen Helper”. It is a large platform with sides. It has slats on each side where my granddaughter climbs up with and slips under the railing to stand at the counter to help her Mom.
She knows what all the ingredients are, ie she knew which box was the baking soda, where the slat was, which was the flour and which was the sugar, etc. She matches the amounts with the measure utensil, ie if it says 1/2 cup sugar she matches that “1/2” with the correct measuring cup. She whisks so hard she emulsifies oil and vinegar. Pretty much anything that she can do without hurting herself, he mom lets her do, ie no sharp knives, no electric mixer use.
My granddaughter is very serious with baking and cooking and says she is, “working”. A completely different behavior. She is truly seriously working and not playing and has been doing this since she was able to stand on that kitchen helper. Her Mom lets her use a spoon to mix before she (my daughter) will then use a mixer, that way my granddaughter does part of the mixing, too. If it only needs spoon mixing or whisking, my granddaughter does all the mixing.
We had fun making the cookies. I wish the recipe my daughter wanted us to do was more easily read. It was not a normal choc chip cookie recipe. It was teeny tiny skinny black lettering on dark purple packaging. I had trouble reading it so I could not show it to my granddaughter to have her “help” read it. It was just too difficult to read. I tried to read it with her and it frustrated both of us. Funny thing was that this recipe had a little white vinegar in it. Never saw a chocolate chip recipe with vinegar in it. Apparently, neither did my granddaughter. She mentioned that you don’t use vinegar in choc chip cookies. Fun day.
Well, I ended out with a cold Sunday night. Was not any better on our flight home Monday. My right ear now has issues that I am dealing with, cold is worse, etc. I had to cancel todays violin lesson. I tried to play it yesterday. My bones and joints all ache and my ear is bad so my hearing is off. The shoulder, elbow and fingers all ached when I tried to play.
Would I do that trip again if I knew I would get sick? You bet I would!
They call me, “Mellow Cello”
I like to bake, but everyone I know is watching sugars and calories too. Since I am one who is watching it, also, I have nobody to give them away to. My favorite brother loves the cookies I make, cinnamon-raisin-oatmeal being his favorite, but I don’t like to give him too many. He has no restraint when it comes to the cookies I bake up for him. He had a surgery early in the Summer and requested the oatmeal cookies. I baked them. I put about 8 in a ziloc bag for him and froze the rest in six per bag. I brought them to his wife. She put the frozen in their freezer and brought my brother the 8 unfrozen to snack in in the hospital. My sister-in-law emailed me and said he ate them all when she wasn’t in there! LOL Shortly after, I got an email from my brother thanking me and stating he could not resist and ate them all. I told him, “Well, now you don’t have any until you are released because the other ones are frozen in your freezer, and Cathy will not bring you any. You need to grow up when it comes to cookie restraint 😁.”
As mentioned above about freezing them, I have found that with my FoodSaver vacuum sealer, I can freeze like 4-6 in a small bag (or however many in a bigger bag I want to freeze), and just take a bag out once in a while. I make little vacuum sealed bags for my fav brother and fav sister-in-law, and for us.
If anyone who reads this decides to try to freeze them, PM me first because you can’t just put them in the bag and seal them. You will crush them with the vacuum. I have a trick I use with cookies, breads, cakes, etc., anything that will crush. It really works out nicely though. I had Snickerdoodles that I made and placed in the freezer like that for two years. I forgot about them. They were like freshly made when they thawed.
They call me, “Mellow Cello”
A cookie or anything sweet doesn't usually last long enough to freeze in our house.
Yes, half the fam is on this Keto thing, even tho it makes for potatoes and bread, hard keeping up with the meat purchases which are so much more expensive....Us, slightly fluffy ones are still eating carbs, the skinny ones (and they've always been skinny!) are demanding more protein and fats....go figure!
But, I think no-one really likes a skinny mimi, the grandkids gotta have a little something to cuddle...and I'm sticking with that.
Not really a Keto thing. They just don’t eat it like they used to. I don’t know what I would do if my husband got into a trend diet. I think he would have to cook for himself. I am not patient enough to deal with particular diets, especially with the grocery shopping issues around here. I mean, really, we live in the country. Surrounded by farms. You would think fresh veggies would be all over. Nope. Even the farmers markets vendors get it trucked in. Really? The best place to get it is at our local Wegmans. Unfortunately, that place is a madhouse. Plus, the parking lot is a mess.
My car got broken into while I was shopping at Wegmans once. Nothing in my car. We don’t keep even pennies in it. I smelled mens cologne and a cigar in it when I opened the door. Nobody was inside, nothing looked disturbed. I went home. When we washed the car we noticed scratches on the inside side of the driver’s side door. It was like somethin metal was pushed down along it. Then it dawned on me that it was from the guy I suspected had broken into my car. That is how it was unlocked. That was back in the 90’s. The locks could be popped up like that. Glad I didn’t show up while he was in it looking around. Que sera sera. Goofies seem to follow me around.
Anyway, if a special diet was ordered by a doc due to health issues, then I would accommodate.
I used to bake every weekend when I was in school and send cookies off to my brothers, and my sister’s fiancé (now brother-in-law).
I would eat more of them, but having surprisingly been diagnosed with diabetes back in the mid 90’s, I limit myself and don’t keep a bunch out to be eaten. The freezing just a few in a bag has solved my issue of limiting myself. But I am surprised those snickerdoodles lasted that long!
I don’t do a special diet. I just limit my carbs to the amount required. Not into sugar substitutes or the odd recipes I found in the Diabetes cookbooks I bought when diagnosed. I tossed them. Just pay attention to what I eat and count the carbs. Works for me. Knock on wood.
They call me, “Mellow Cello”
Oh I'm sorry, that's a rotten thing to have happen to your car, I'm lucky, about a 5 min drive to 4 stores on each corner, so I can make it there and back in about 30 mins when I need, no list, just head to the one with the least cars....
My hubby used to be a chef and still does some events, but he doesn't cook at home unless we have important company. He does like to do Christmas and Thanksgiving to give me a break, which is lovely.
I cooked a lot with 5 kids, the 2 boys and hubby over 6ft 4, I thought they would never stop growing or eating...could never afford to eat out!
Now we are empty nesters, and hubby calls on his way home every night and asks what's for dinner - sometimes I feel like just throwing a sandwich at him....and when I do tell him dinner will be late as I've been super busy I have to remember to stash the violin away first!
I am diabetic, but I refuse to use those substitutes. I just limit myself and count whatever sweetener carbs I am ingesting in my carb counts. Working really well for me.
When I was diagnosed in the mid 90’s (I was tied a lot and drinking a bunch of water), I fell for that trap, both from hearing that you aren’t supposed to have it in commercials and news articles, and from nutritionists that pushed it. It seemed to me that if you are counting your carbs, staying in your limits, and dosing insulin to cover them, you are good to go. They tell you a carb is a carb is a carb, makes no difference what the carb is, but then tell you to use “fake” sweetener. My A1c is better than a non-diabetic. I trashed all that “fake sugar” years ago, literally. But that is me. Might be different for someone else who is a diabetic. So, I like sweets, just limit myself.
People will laugh at me when they offer me something with carbs and I say, “Sorry, I don’t have a carb allowance for that.” If I just say, “No thank you” they always tey to push it on you.
If we are at a restaurant, or at a stand and they suggest something, I will say, “I don’t want to waste my carb allowance in it.” LOL I am very picky. A sweet carb will win out over a starchy carb, every time.
They call me, “Mellow Cello”