Monday, 5 January 2009
a midwinter's drive
Sunday, 4 January 2009
Christmas crumbs...
Sunday, 28 December 2008
a pleased-as-punch christmas.
How can you put such precious times into words? It's hard for me to do that, it's as if one can't quite convey the gravity of meaning within the bounds of the English language. My mom gave me a beautiful engraved Christmas Memories book last Christmas that takes me forever to fill out because I have to choose my words so carefully. I want to ensure that we remember each year with some clarity, even 40 or 50 years from now, and when our kids read it, they'll be able to imagine what it was like.
All the traditions I love were still alive and well, although they have begun to take new shapes and forms. Our traditional Christmas Eve basic tomato soup became Barefoot Contessa's Roasted Tomato Basil, Christmas Day was spent mostly with my in-laws, and both families came together in the evening to see a Christmas movie (Marley & Me). Even though traditions are changing a little bit, my mom reminded me that my 11 year old sister is still in the prime of her Christmas-memory-making years, and that we have to be just as excited about new traditions as we are about the old ones. She already loves family tradition just as much as I do.
I treasure my memories and laugh out loud when I think of them (boingers), and now leave you with some snapshots taken with borrowed cameras that will hopefully bring a smile to your face too.
I loved this. Andy's grandma's tree had frames with family photos. I am definitely going to borrow this idea.
Our cookie party was a hit! As you can see, someone has snatched a few from the bottom left corner. I think they were pumpkin chocolate chip...
One of my best gifts! My sister (the one with the hands over her face to hide laughter) bought me awesome pink slippers! The consensus is that I look like a muppet...I adore them! It was so good to see my little sis - I stayed a few extra days after Andy went back to Portland and she and I slept together like old times, when we were younger we shared a bedroom and a bed for many years - lots of sleeptalking and drooling :)Thursday, 11 December 2008
Cookie Coma.

Welp, my camera is offically busted, so I have to post pictures that don't belong to me to illustrate my points. (See above: courtesy Martha Stewart)
Monday, 1 December 2008
Mission Cookie-Obsession Accomplished.

So continues my exciting Candy Cane Joe-Joe's saga.
Sunday, 30 November 2008
danger, danger, daaaangggeeerrr!

Pumpkin Chocolate Cheesecake
GINGERSNAP CRUST
CREAM CHEESE FILLING
SPRINKE CREAM CHEESE LAYER WITH CHOPPED CHOCOLATE
SPREAD ON PUMPKIN LAYER
BAKE! Pumpkin Chocolate Cheesecake Pie (BH & G)
1 pie shell (I made a gingersnap pie crust w/crushed gingersnap, melted butter, and cinnamon)
12 oz. cream cheese, softened
1/4 c. sugar
1 egg, lightly beaten
3/4 c. semisweet chocolate, finely chopped
15 oz (1 can) pumpkin
2/3 c. brown sugar
2 tsp. pumpkin pie spice
4 eggs, lightly beaten
3/4 c. half and half or light cream
chopped chocolate for garnish
Bake and cool crust (unless already prepared). Heat oven to 375 degrees. In medium mixing bowl combine cream cheese, 1/4 c. sugar and 1 egg; beat on low speed until smooth. Spread cream cheese mixture in the cool crust. Sprinkle with the chopped chocolate. In a bowl combine pumpkin, brown sugar and spice. Stir in 4 eggs. Gradually stir in half and half. Slowly pour pumpkin mixture onto the chocolate layer. Cover pie edge with foil so it will not burn. Bake 60-65 minutes or until a knife inserted near the center comes out clean. Cool on a wire rack. Refrigerate within 2 hours. Top with more chopped chocolate if desired, and serve with homemade whipped cream.
Monday, 24 November 2008
breakfast for dinner and Madame Récamier
But this isn't about Christmas...yet...this is about breakfast for dinner. Sunday nights growing up were church nights, so to placate her children (I like to think) my mom made breakfast for dinner. Pancakes, eggs, and bacon with lots of syrup and OJ to top it off. There's just something about the way each family cooks breakfast and how it has a different taste to it. Have you ever noticed that? I think I could pick out my mom and dad's fried eggs in a lineup, blindfolded.
I can hear my parents finally exhale after all these years, because I don't really have a monopoly on holiday traditions anymore. It has only taken me one year and six months to come to terms with it! I have a new last name, new family members, and a husband who doesn't freak out as easily as I do. So we have our own traditions to create - we can make completely new ones or borrow from family and improvise.
All this to say, we borrowed a family tradition from both sides - breakfast for dinner. Last night it was waffles with peanut butter (sunflower butter for me), eggs, butter-fried potatoes, orange juice, and a big juicy pomegranate. Now a Kimmelshue family tradition.

