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New Year, New Me. Just Kidding, I’m Still Grumpy and Indian.

AND I STILL LOVE SUGAR. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Guys, I have been on a steady diet of cookies, maple syrup, chocolate chip Belgian waffles, peanut butter and Neuhaus chocolates since, like, I don’t even know when. I’ve lost all sense of time. I can’t grasp simple concepts anymore. Which one is the minute hand and which one is the hour hand? What’s a deductible? Can someone teach me how to properly use my Twitter? I can teach you how to Dougie in return.

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Me for the past few weeks. Except without the hat. That’s the only difference.

All of these problems are, very likely, sugar-induced. And I just don’t give a damn. Eventually I’ll probably wake up and start force-feeding myself whole grains and bell peppers again, but for now I’ll just stick to congratulating myself on begrudgingly taking down daily glasses of V-8 [with my aforementioned Belgian waffles]. 

So anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR! 2014– wild, right? Maybe? I’m personally hoping it’s a much calmer year than the last. Here’s to a(n) emergency room/ulcer/scary crazy folk/general overall disaster and tragedy-free year for ALL of us, people! I really do wish you all the very best and cannot thank you enough for continuing to read and like this blog. One of my best friends touched my heart and made me tear up a little when he thanked me for my last post, in which I talked about the importance of celebration and gratitude. Moments like that are exactly what keep me celebrating and keep me grateful. So here’s to popping the literal or figurative bubbly all crazy year, loves.

And if you need a little something to accompany all of that Cristal, why not try these easy-peasy cookies? FIVE ingredients, a MILLION fans. Maybe not a million. In my case it was like twenty. But that’s because I only gave these to twenty people. That’s a 100% success rating, so it might as well be a million people. Feel me? Let’s make some easy meringues.

White and Dark Chocolate Chip Meringues (makes about 30 cookies)

3 large egg whites at room temperature

1/2 cup of granulated white sugar

1 teaspoon of vanilla extract

1/2 cup of white chocolate chips

1/2 cup of dark chocolate chips

Preheat your oven to 300°F and cover a large cookie sheet with parchment paper.

Using a hand mixer or stand mixer, beat egg whites on high until soft peaks begin to form. I think I’ve mentioned this before, but I’m going to stress it again: it is super important to be working with clean, dry instruments when making a meringue. I am not calling you gross or anything, but even the slightest bit of moisture can ruin a meringue. When you’re happy with your peaks, gradually add in sugar, a little bit at a time, then beat in vanilla until your peaks are very stiff.

Like so
Like so

The peaks should be so stiff that you’re able to hold the bowl almost completely upside-down without having any of your batter budge. Do this slowly if you’d really like to test it, and if the batter starts to slide down, keep beating. When you’re satisfied, gently fold in your chocolate chips.

Pretty!
Pretty!

Drop the mixture by tablespoon onto your cookie sheets. It’s easiest to use two, like this:

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You can keep the cookies fairly close together since they won’t really spread. Bake for 35 to 45 minutes, or just until the cookies are slightly browned and don’t look shiny. Mine took about 37 minutes to get there.

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Cute, right? And I’m betting that if you’re a sugar fiend like I am you probably have all of the ingredients on hand. ALSO these aren’t terribly bad for you– no butter, oil or egg yolks necessary! I think I may have accidentally convinced multiple people that this was a health food. Don’t do that. Especially since these taste anything but healthy.

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They’re crunchy on the outside, with a light, dreamy-creamy inside. Given that these are one-bowl-baking cookies, and given that there are so few ingredients, there really aren’t any excuses not to make them. Unless you’ve already had too much sugar. Um…but even then….

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Rugelach. Pumpkin. Pie. Rugelach. And… All The Feelings.

First off, I’d like to put out a huge thank you/sorry/thank you to everyone who read and understood (or, hey, didn’t quite understand) my previous post. Anxiety is an embarrassing thing to admit in any realm, I think, even though it shouldn’t be, because pretty much everyone has had those momentary fits of panic at one time or another. I just happen to have them at all the time or another. As I explained to my very understanding boyfriend, I operate at a seven (out of a possible eleven. Eleven for no reason. Also for Spinal Tap). Sometimes I go below that, but that’s pretty much my baseline. And I recognize that that’s not the best but… it’s me. So like me, please, tightened jaw, shaky fists, watery eyes and all. Or don’t. It’s cool (ohmygodeighteighteightI’mataneight).
So, anyway, now, let’s move on to something great: Thanksgiving! So, yes, there’s been a lot of garbage this year. In my life. In all of our lives, I’m sure. (If you live a garbage-less life, then, well, you’re probably not having any fun here and should probably go Youtube some Yanni or something. That was pretty much the best diss I could come up with.) There is, though, likely more lovely things to be happy about and grateful for than we realize. I’m grateful to still be writing this blog and still have new people tell me they read it. I mean… I really can’t tell you all how oddly wonderful that is. I think I spend so much time thinking I’m just a nobody posting about what a messy “baker” I am that I forget people sometimes enjoy this stuff. Thanks, you. I’m also grateful for the people who motivate me to keep operating (even if it’s at a seven) daily. You know who you are and you know that I love you.

Thanksgiving-funny-hands
Thanksgiving-funny-hands

Now that we’ve gotten that squared away, let’s talk about pumpkin. Ya’ll know I’m on a kick given the month and the season, so there are no surprises there. Also, Thanksgiving this year and the first day of Hanukkah fall on the same day, and since I love eating absolutely everything always, I thought it would be a splendid idea to work with a recipe that combines both holidays, because genius.

Pumpkin Pie Rugelach

adapted from Serious Eats (I swear I’m creative and look elsewhere for recipes, but I love these folks)

For the crust

2 cups of all-purpose flour

4 tablespoons of sugar

2 teaspoons of cinnamon

1/4 teaspoon of cloves

1/4 teaspoon of ginger

1/4 teaspoon of allspice

2 sticks (or 1 cup) of cold butter, cut into 1-inch chunks

8 ounces of cold cream cheese, cut into 1-inch chunks

For filling/coating

1 cup of pumpkin butter (I used Trader Joe’s brand)

4 tablespoons of chopped walnuts or pecans (I used pecans)*

1 egg, beaten

Cinnamon sugar (1 teaspoon of cinnamon + 1/4 cup of sugar)

*If you’d like to make these nut-free, you can! Chop up roasted pumpkin seeds and use instead :).

Now, you’ll want to keep the butter and cream cheese as cold as possible throughout this process to allow for the flakiest crust possible. Keep that in mind, homies.

Cold as ice. Not really. But cold.
Cold as ice. Not really. But cold.

In a medium-sized bowl, whisk together flour, sugar and spices and set aside. Now, in the bowl of a stand mixer or in a large bowl and using a hand mixer, beat together butter and cream cheese just until smooth. Pour in your dry ingredients and mix just until you start to see curds form and hold together. Take the dough out, divide it in half, and wrap each half in plastic wrap. Refrigerate for at least 2 hours.

Now, to assemble these babies. Lightly flour a large, and I mean large, surface. Gently roll out one piece of dough to about 1/4-inch thickness. Try not to do this on a surface directly above a working dishwasher, as that sh*t gets hot and will really screw with your dough. Just saying, not like that happened.

Ok. It happened.
Ok. It happened.

Anyway, form a large rectangle (9×13″ if possible), then spread dough with 1/2 cup of pumpkin butter and sprinkle with nuts of your choosing. Roll up from the short end, into a long log.

I realize that these look like the kind of monstrosity that Chipotle tries to pass of as a healthy meal. But I'm just messy.
I realize that these look like the kind of monstrosity that Chipotle tries to pass of as a healthy meal. But I’m just messy.

Cut into 1-inch wide pieces and transfer to a baking sheet. Repeat this process with your other half of dough. Cover with plastic wrap and chill for about 30 minutes.

Now, preheat your oven to 350ºF. Brush each piece with egg wash, then liberally sprinkle with cinnamon sugar. Bake until golden and puffy, about 25 minutes. Let cool for 5 minutes in pan, then let cool completely on wire racks.

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I should mention that at first my rugelach didn’t come out as flaky as I’d hoped. I actually needed to toast them at 400º for an additional ten minutes to achieve the consistency I was going for. This annoyed me greatly, and I started out basically hating these things.

Then I bit into one. And then I let my boyfriend bite into one. And then I brought some to work.

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Mmmm. Yeah. It took some convincing to eat one after I got pissed off and gave up on Thanksgiving (it’s this annual thing I do before I inevitably change my mind and bake nine thousand more things), but then it took convincing to stop eating them, presumably because my boyfriend cares about my health wanted them all to himself. Work people also devoured them, which is kinda really nice. If you’ve got the time and enough cold surfaces on which to make these, go for it.

Whatever you decide, have a lovely Thanksgiving. Thank you for putting up with me for all of this time. ❤

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Rugelach. Pumpkin. Pie. Rugelach. And… All The Feelings.

First off, I’d like to put out a huge thank you/sorry/thank you to everyone who read and understood (or, hey, didn’t quite understand) my previous post. Anxiety is an embarrassing thing to admit in any realm, I think, even though it shouldn’t be, because pretty much everyone has had those momentary fits of panic at one time or another. I just happen to have them at all the time or another. As I explained to my very understanding boyfriend, I operate at a seven (out of a possible eleven. Eleven for no reason. Also for Spinal Tap). Sometimes I go below that, but that’s pretty much my baseline. And I recognize that that’s not the best but… it’s me. So like me, please, tightened jaw, shaky fists, watery eyes and all. Or don’t. It’s cool (ohmygodeighteighteightI’mataneight).

So, anyway, now, let’s move on to something great: Thanksgiving! So, yes, there’s been a lot of garbage this year. In my life. In all of our lives, I’m sure. (If you live a garbage-less life, then, well, you’re probably not having any fun here and should probably go Youtube some Yanni or something. That was pretty much the best diss I could come up with.) There is, though, likely more lovely things to be happy about and grateful for than we realize. I’m grateful to still be writing this blog and still have new people tell me they read it. I mean… I really can’t tell you all how oddly wonderful that is. I think I spend so much time thinking I’m just a nobody posting about what a messy “baker” I am that I forget people sometimes enjoy this stuff. Thanks, you. I’m also grateful for the people who motivate me to keep operating (even if it’s at a seven) daily. You know who you are and you know that I love you.

Thanksgiving-funny-hands

Now that we’ve gotten that squared away, let’s talk about pumpkin. Ya’ll know I’m on a kick given the month and the season, so there are no surprises there. Also, Thanksgiving this year and the first day of Hanukkah fall on the same day, and since I love eating absolutely everything always, I thought it would be a splendid idea to work with a recipe that combines both holidays, because genius.

Pumpkin Pie Rugelach

adapted from Serious Eats (I swear I’m creative and look elsewhere for recipes, but I love these folks)

For the crust

2 cups of all-purpose flour

4 tablespoons of sugar

2 teaspoons of cinnamon

1/4 teaspoon of cloves

1/4 teaspoon of ginger

1/4 teaspoon of allspice

2 sticks (or 1 cup) of cold butter, cut into 1-inch chunks

8 ounces of cold cream cheese, cut into 1-inch chunks

For filling/coating

1 cup of pumpkin butter (I used Trader Joe’s brand)

4 tablespoons of chopped walnuts or pecans (I used pecans)*

1 egg, beaten

Cinnamon sugar (1 teaspoon of cinnamon + 1/4 cup of sugar)

*If you’d like to make these nut-free, you can! Chop up roasted pumpkin seeds and use instead :).

Now, you’ll want to keep the butter and cream cheese as cold as possible throughout this process to allow for the flakiest crust possible. Keep that in mind, homies.

Cold as ice. Not really. But cold.
Cold as ice. Not really. But cold.

In a medium-sized bowl, whisk together flour, sugar and spices and set aside. Now, in the bowl of a stand mixer or in a large bowl and using a hand mixer, beat together butter and cream cheese just until smooth. Pour in your dry ingredients and mix just until you start to see curds form and hold together. Take the dough out, divide it in half, and wrap each half in plastic wrap. Refrigerate for at least 2 hours.

Now, to assemble these babies. Lightly flour a large, and I mean large, surface. Gently roll out one piece of dough to about 1/4-inch thickness. Try not to do this on a surface directly above a working dishwasher, as that sh*t gets hot and will really screw with your dough. Just saying, not like that happened.

Ok. It happened.
Ok. It happened.

Anyway, form a large rectangle (9×13″ if possible), then spread dough with 1/2 cup of pumpkin butter and sprinkle with nuts of your choosing. Roll up from the short end, into a long log.

I realize that these look like the kind of monstrosity that Chipotle tries to pass of as a healthy meal. But I'm just messy.
I realize that at this point these look like the kind of monstrosity that Chipotle tries to pass of as a healthy meal. But I’m just messy.

Cut into 1-inch wide pieces and transfer to a baking sheet. Repeat this process with your other half of dough. Cover with plastic wrap and chill for about 30 minutes.

Now, preheat your oven to 350ºF. Brush each piece with egg wash, then liberally sprinkle with cinnamon sugar. Bake until golden and puffy, about 25 minutes. Let cool for 5 minutes in pan, then let cool completely on wire racks.

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I should mention that at first my rugelach didn’t come out as flaky as I’d hoped. I actually needed to toast them at 400º for an additional ten minutes to achieve the consistency I was going for. This annoyed me greatly, and I started out basically hating these things.

Then I bit into one. And then I let my boyfriend bite into one. And then I brought some to work.

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The mood lighting picture. But also these are toastier.

Mmmm. Yeah. It took some convincing to eat one after I got pissed off and gave up on Thanksgiving (it’s this annual thing I do before I inevitably change my mind and bake nine thousand more things), but then it took convincing to stop eating them, presumably because my boyfriend cares about my health wanted them all to himself. Work people also devoured them, which is kinda really nice. If you’ve got the time and enough cold surfaces on which to make these, go for it.

Whatever you decide, have a lovely Thanksgiving. Thank you for putting up with me for all of this time. ❤

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Crippling Anxiety…Oh And Pumpkin Cake…Oh And Hi Again, Guys

This is what my apartment currently looks like. It's been a week and a half since we moved in. Maybe this will explain the following paragraphs.
This is what our apartment currently looks like. It’s been a week and a half since we moved in. Maybe this will explain the following paragraphs.

I hesitated before ever stepping virtual foot on (in?) this blog again. It’s not that I hate it, or you, or baking. Quite the opposite on all points, in fact. I just sort of hate me right now. Allow me to explain.

So… wait. Now I’m not sure I want to explain. Too bad I’ve already started typing. It’s not like there’s a delete option or anything. Hashtag sarcasm? I didn’t do that correctly did I?

Okay. Here goes. I have seriously bad anxiety. I always have, but I think maybe it was something I just didn’t really feel like ever acknowledging, not because there’s anything wrong with anxiety in and of itself, but I have a whole other grab-bag of problems that have all already conspired to eff with me. I don’t know that my overloaded brain could have handled accepting this crap as well. But anyway, anxiety. Bad. Always. I used to bawl in class, outside of class, on the way home from school, if I got anything less than an A on a test. The day I got a ZERO on an Advanced Mathematics test in the fifth grade I hyperventilated so badly that I think my father avoided me for hours after I returned home, not because he was angry, but because HE was scared of ME and what my weird, crazy, totally unhealthy reaction would be. I’ve put myself in the emergency room with panic attacks like three times, I’ve cried over minor mistakes at work, and I’ve spilled boiling-hot tea over myself because my hands were shaking too badly to properly hold the cup. I have the scar to prove it. I’m ridiculous.

Uh-oh! Hilario.
Uh-oh! Hilario.

All of that is extremely humiliating to type. But since my last post, there have been a lot, and I mean a LOT of events that have caused major freak-outs on my part and possibly made other people want to slyly inject me with elephant quaaludes to S me TFU. I feel like a ton of major happenings have caused me to face all of the negative feelings I’ve ever had about myself– from my birthday to our big move into a new apartment to quite a few people I love taking major steps in their lives while I’m worried about where the f*%k to find cheap Space Bags for a bunch of unnecessary crap. Can you feel the anxious, readers?

So now I’m sitting here wondering why I typed all of that out. Hm. Well. I…don’t know? I think a part of me just wants a hug and some understanding and for people to tell me that, no, everyone does not hate me and wish ill on me (a thought that I inexplicably and irrationally carry around with me on a daily basis), and that yes, things will eventually get better. Please just don’t tell me to calm the frig down. That’s like telling a 3 year old not to eat the raw chocolate batter. I’ll eat the batter.

I am sure that not baking for OVER A MONTH (!) has contributed to my current state. Boxes and boxes of still-packed items be damned, I am ignoring you in favor of the baking ingredients I miraculously found before anything else (including my toothbrush ;)). Pumpkin cake (because AUTUMN) in a mason jar (because I unpacked those and it sounded cool), let’s be friends.

Pumpkin cake In A Jar (I made two pint-size jars. You could use the same ingredients and fit these into four pint-size jars, but since I like living on the edge I really packed the batter in there)

adapted from Serious Eats

1/3 cup of butter, softened

1/2 cup plus 2 tablespoons white sugar

1/2 cup plus 2 tablespoons brown sugar

2 large eggs

1 cup pumpkin puree

1/3 cup of water

1 1/2 cups of all-purpose flour

1/4 teaspoon of baking powder

1/2 teaspoon of salt

1/2 teaspoon of ground cloves

1/2 teaspoon cinnamon

1 cup chocolate chips, optional and super worth it

Preheat the oven to 325ºF and grease as many jars of varying sizes as you’d like to use. You can basically use any glass jar you have, but I picked pint-sized ones because they’re gigantic and I believe in generous/unrealistic single-serve portions.

Cream the butter by hand or using an electric mixer until fluffy, then add in sugars until smooth. Beat eggs in, one at a time, until fully incorporated. Stir in the pumpkin puree and water, and set aside.

In a large bowl, stir together flour, baking powder, salt and spices. Add dry mixture to the pumpkin mixture, stirring until completely combined. Add in chocolate chips if desired.

I swear I mixed this completely, just wanted to get a picture before my battery died and... I'm an excellent blogger.
I swear I mixed this completely, just wanted to get a picture before my battery died and… I’m an excellent blogger.

Pour batter evenly into jars– and keep lids and rings OFF while baking. The original recipe says to fill jars a bit more than halfway, which I would now agree with, even though I just straight up disobeyed this order when I made mine. So…don’t be alarmed by the pictures. Place either on a baking sheet or directly on oven rack, carefully, and bake for 30 minutes if you’re using tiny jars and 45 minutes if you’re using pint-size jars (use your judgment for sizes in between. For example, start watching 8-ounce jars around the 35-minute mark for doneness).

Remove from oven and let cool. If you’re not eating the cakes right away (or you’re a nice person and want to gift these to a special someone), place a square of wax paper around the top of each cake, then place lids on jars. Otherwise, just have at them mercilessly.

One of these is a blue mason jar. I felt like that needed to be stated.
One of these is a blue mason jar. I felt like that needed to be stated.

Thoughts? I mean…fancy! If I were so inclined, I’d certainly make these again, fill them just enough to close them, and ship them off to my favorite people. Expect to see more of this type of dessert here, if you can stomach all of the emo emo emo that will precede it. 😉

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You Guys, I Am So Behind. In Life, In Blog, In… Stuff. Also Pie Time.

Before you read this, here’s the thing that’s made me happiest in the past few weeks. Hope it does the same for you:

Want to know how behind I am? I made the pie I’m eventually going to tell you all about a month and a half ago! That’s like eight months in dog years! Or…wait.

So, excuses, excuses. I have lots of those! Everything seems to be falling apartment…oh, oops, Freudian slip there, ay friends? Well, I’ll leave it in, because MOVING SUCKS. Searching for an apartment, an affordable apartment, SUCKS. It’s scary and it SUCKS. And I’ve done it too many times in the past year. Sucks sucks sucks to you, apartment sitch.

Okay, so there’s the whole searching-for-a-new-home-for-the-millionth-frigging-time thing. There’s also the fact that I am currently sporting 23 GIGANTIC mosquito bites on my legs, arms and face. I look like a skydiving accident victim. F–k you, lone vampire who attacked me mercilessly.

There’s also kind of this random feeling useless and bad about myself thing that I experience, oh, about three times a year that seems to have decided to linger for much too long this time around. I’m your typical (I hope?) mid-twenties youngin’ who’s desperate for direction and meaning,  who’s scared she’ll maybe never find it. Look at me being all open and honest with ya’ll! Feels good, huh? (No. Feels kind of embarrassing, but I cannot tell a lie.)

Anyway, at least I can feel good about the fact that I’ve finally maybe sort of mastered the art of the pie crust! I had help, of course, from a trusty food processor (Finally! Thanks Parents!) and a patient and adept boyfriend, who aided in the roll-out process. So, clearly, this was a team effort involving Ma, Pa and a boy named Jim. Hugs and smooches, you willing and unwilling participants. Let’s do this, starting with the pie crust.

Easy-With-A-Food-Processor Crust (makes enough for 2 crusts)

taken from Serious Eats

2 3/4 cups of flour, more on hand if necessary

2 tablespoons of sugar

1 teaspoon of salt

2 1/2 sticks, or 20 tablespoons, of cold butter, cut into small pieces

6 tablespoons of ice-cold water

Note: Before I continue, I must share this bit of nerdy, fascinating information with all of you. The author of the above recipe also developed a different pie crust recipe, which I have yet to try, in which half of the ice water is replaced with vodka. Vodka impedes gluten formation, which supposedly allows the dough to form a flakier, more layered and delicate crust. I haven’t tried it yet, but if any of you do, please let me know your results!

Combine 2/3 of your flour, sugar, and salt in the bowl of your food processor. Pulse twice to incorporate all ingredients. Spread pieces of butter evenly on top of mixture, and pulse until small clumps begin to form, about 25 short pulses. Using a rubber spatula, spread the dough evenly inside of the bowl. Sprinkle remaining flour in bowl and pulse just until dough is slightly broken apart, 5 or so short pulse. Transfer dough to a large bowl. Sprinkle water over dough and, using rubber spatula, fold dough together until it forms a ball. Divide the dough in half, then form each half into a 4-inch disk. Cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate (at least 2 hours) if using within a couple of days or freeze for up to 4 months.

Typically, when rolling out dough that’s been refrigerated, it’s a good idea to let it rest on your counter for about 10 minutes. This gives the dough just enough time to soften up before handling. You don’t want the dough too soft, as this plus all of the handling you will be inevitably doing will disturb your crust too much. That’s uncool.

Then give the dough to a trusted adult to roll out. No joke, the arms in the below photo are white because they belong to my boyfriend, not me, as I am not capable of neatly doing anything. This is not because I am brown, please do not misunderstand my decision to point out my boyfriend’s skin color. Ah, crap. Please know what I mean.

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Essentially, you don’t want to roll back and forth. On a floured surface, roll out from the middle of the disk of dough, trying not to “steamroll” too much over any areas, as this dough is pretty sensitive. Roll each disk into 9-inch flat circular-ish things. Line the bottom of a pie plate with one, then chill along with the top half, which, um, just kind of has to chill by itself.

Mixed Berry Pie Filling

4 ounces granulated sugar

1.5 ounces of cornstarch (a little more if you want a more gelatinous pie, a little less if you want a runnier pie)

24 ounces of mixed berries

Zest of 1 lemon

1 egg, beaten, plus one pinch of salt

Preheat your oven to 425ºF. In a small bowl, whisk together sugar, cornstarch and berries until berries are fully coated in the mixture. Pour berries into the pie shell, like so:

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Cover with the top half of your dough, crimp the edges, and chill in refrigerator for at least 20 minutes.

Brush the top of the dough with egg mixture, and cut a few slits on top of pie to allow for air to escape. If you’ll notice, I cut something else in too (this was an Independence Day pie, just so you all know exactly how behind I am).

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Bake on the lowest rack of your oven for 20 minutes, rotating the pie halfway through baking.

Adjust oven temperature to 375ºF, and continue to bake pie until the top is golden brown and the filling is bubbling over a bit, about 25-30 minutes. If parts of the crust begin to look to dark, you can carefully cover them with pieces of foil.

Allow pie to cool for at least 30 minutes before serving.

Spot the star!
Spot the star!

If you’ve checked out the original recipe, you’ll notice that I’ve cut the sugar in the filling down by half, as I’ve been tending to do in recent posts, to see if anyone misses it. This was given to my parents, sisters and boyfriend, and not one person complained (I know, I know, they all love me, but they all are also secure enough to yap and fret about anything. What I’m saying is they’re honest). Everyone went for seconds, some even with a huge dollop of vanilla ice cream on top of their slices. In fact, even my dad (who does not love the art of baking) was pleasantly surprised. Hell, he might be coming around to this pastime of mine! Papa, feel free to comment!

Also, since my household believes in recycling, we decided to shove the bit of leftover pie dough we had into a mini-muffin tin, and layer mini marshmallows, chocolate chips and graham cracker bits on top. Into the oven this lone mini-mini-pie went for 7 minutes at 375ºF.

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And it was gone in three bites (only one of which was mine). YUM.