Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Pralines




Today was my roommate's birthday, so I told her I would make her a treat. Being from South Carolina, she requested pralines. Not only had I never made these, but I'd also never tried one, seen one, nor even knew what they were. Needless to say it was an adventure. Good ol' Paula Deen helped me out though. Everything actually went pretty smoothly until it got to the end when you transfer the mixture from the pan to the wax paper. The stuff hardened much quicker than expected. Then it got interesting. I added some water to soften if like the recipe suggested, but that didn't really work as well as you might expect (sure didn't help like I expected). Somehow though, I got most of the stuff out of the pan onto the wax paper to make the pralines. I still don't know exactly what they're supposed to look like, but I'm sure they're not supposed to look like mine. I also don't know what they're supposed to taste like, but mine tasted fine. They're a lot too sugary for my taste, but not bad if you're into that sort of thing. One thing I will say about the whole process is that if you don't have a candy thermometer you're going to have a tough time making pralines. The recipe said to heat the mixture while stirring until at the soft ball stage (a candy-making term), and then gave an approximate temperature, but never suggested the idea that a candy thermometer would be an essential piece of equipment. But let me tell you, it is. Luckily I bought a candy thermometer along with the rest of the ingredients because I thought it may be nice to add to my kitchen collection. There is no way this would have gone well without that! The stuff didn't look any different from the time it started boiling until about 10 minutes later when it was at the correct temperature. Anyway, enough of my rambling. Below is the recipe if you're daring enough to try it yourself. Have fun!!

Ingredients:
1 ½ cup pecan halves
2 tbsp butter + a little more
1 tsp pure vanilla extract
1 cup evaporated milk
3 tbsp dark corn syrup
1/8 tsp salt
1 ½ cup packed light brown sugar
1 ½ cup granulated sugar

Directions:
Butter the sides of a heavy 2-quart saucepan. Place the sugar, salt, dark corm syrup, milk, and butter in a saucepan. Over medium heat, stir mixture constantly with a wooden spoon until sugars have dissolved and mixture comes to a boil. Continue to cook to a soft ball stage, approximately 236 degrees on a candy thermometer. If you do a cold water test, the ball of candy will flatten when you take it out of the water (I ignored this sentence and just measured the temperature of the mixture). Remove from heat and allow to cool for 10 minutes.

Add the vanilla and nuts, and beat with a spoon by hand for approximately 2 minutes or until candy is slightly thick and begins to lose its gloss (I recommend no longer than a minute). Quickly (very quickly) drop heaping tablespoons onto waxed paper. If the candy becomes stiff, add a few drops of hot water.

(Recipe courtesy Paula Deen)
8-10 servings
Prep time: 20 min
Cook time: 25 min

Suggested special equipment: a candy thermometer.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

It's That Time of Year

When I begin yearning for
cool, misty mornings;
fog covered mountains;
daily circle-ups;
early morning drives to the hardware store;
12-passenger vans and old beater-trucks;
a diet of entirely too much fried food and junk;
wearing jeans, a tie-dye shirt, and bandanna or hat;
sleeping on an air mattress in a school classroom;
late-night meetings;
early morning photos;
group devotions and prayer;
peanut butter and jellies;
getting to know complete strangers;
hours of laughter, jokes, frustration and tears;
fresh produce from roadside stands;
winding, curvy roads;
trips to the dump;
t-shirts;
cookouts;
hug time;
theme days;
dogs and cats galore;
bluegrass music;
constant construction talk;
party-beds and The Breaks;
happys and crappys;
county fairs and local celebrations;
new friendships and relationships;
beautiful scenery;
dilapidated homes;
content, joyful, and loving people;
nightly trips for ice cream;
singing with the staff;
simplicity;
The Porch.

It's that time of year, when thousands of people flock to the Appalachian Mountains hoping to make a difference.

You may have guessed, I'm talking about the Appalachia Service Project (ASP). Another summer program has gotten under way with the training of the Summer Staff Center Directors (CD) starting 5 days ago. Tomorrow the rest of the staff will join them, and the first volunteer group will arrive in a mere two-and-a-half weeks. For the past four summers I have been a part of that staff, and this morning when I looked at pictures of CD training online I felt a small pang of jealousy and a large amount of sadness that left me feeling mildly depressed as I drove off on my hour-long commute to my 8-5. I can't explain how much my body ached and my heart tugged as I longed to be on The Porch training for another summer of service to ASP. Even now as I write this, my throat is tightening and my eyes are watering as I try to fight back the sadness I feel. I've never been able to put into words what I experience when I look at a picture of a crumbling home set against the beauty of a lush, green Appalachian mountain. In fact, any picture of that region, or of the people I met and worked with there, conjures up a flood of emotions that ultimately leaves me feeling pure joy, but also ironically sadness. More often than not, I want to burst into tears and run back there as fast as I can. Maybe the best way to say it is that I fell in love with Appalachia and left a piece of my heart there when I left. I think that piece of my heart will always be there.



That place and time changed my life.

Friday, May 21, 2010

If You're Happy and You Know It, Clap Your Hands

*CLAP* *CLAP*
(I know, I'm a nerd!)
Today was a good day. These are some of the things that made me smile:
~A dad playing hopskotch with his little girl in our office
~The pitter-patter of little feet running around the office, accompanied by happy squeals and laughter
~The discovery of Sweet Rush Yogurt - a local "build-your-own" frozen yogurt dessert place (I still have to go, but at least I found it!)
~Sweet, soft voices of toddlers
~A comment from my boss: "Should I know who _______ is?" (ommited for confidentiality)
~Watching my brother graduate from Fire Academy (I am so proud of him!)
~Spending time with my brother and Rachel
~The comment from David: I've been looking forward to this day for a long time...the day you would pick up the tab.
Things that made me frown: traffic.
What made you smile today?!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mother's Day

To the BEST of them all!




And to the best of the rest.


(until Father's Day rolls around, please ignore the men)

And to all.

I can't possibly express how much you mean to me, Mom. I love you!

Monday, May 3, 2010

Happy Birthday

To one fantastic man - my Dad!!



I wonder if his parents were thinking of this when they named him: His initials (M.A.Y.) spell May (clearly), and he was born on May Day. It's a day just for him! And this past Saturday was definitely a day just for him. Although he still seems the same to me as he did in that picture above, we were celebrating his 60th birthday, and we did it with an all day surprise birthday bash. Deemed "The Mark Griswold 60th Birthday Vacation" (due to the similarities between Clark Griswold and my dad), we started the day with breakfast at our friends' house. Here he was surprised and greeted by a small group of good friends from church and myself, an extra-special surprise guest (if I do say so myself). I don't think there is a picture that captures the moment he first saw me, but his eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped. It was pretty exciting, and a few not-so-dry (but not too teary) eyes resulted.




Next we enjoyed our delicious breakfast which consisted of two egg casseroles, a caramel-covered pastry item, sliced oranges, banana-spice muffins (designed to look like eggs, which were adorable!), fruit & yogurt parfaits, orange juice and coffee. The egg-like muffins, which I already mentioned, were especially cute. Each one had a descriptor of my dad that somehow related to an egg, to which he commented, "So there's an egg theme here, right?!" Ever the funny one, he got a laugh out of everyone.


My personal favorite...

The man of the hour (but really the whole day!).

The guest list


After enjoying the scrumptious food, we unveiled the days events by presenting Dad with the invitation to his surprise party. He got quite a laugh out of it too.




The remaining events: at 1pm - a bike ride into Chatham for drinks and lunch at Fat Willy's, a local bar & grill (unfortunately I don't have the picture from this leg of our trip yet). At 6pm - a potluck dinner and party at our house. Let me tell you, I don't think I have ever seen that many people in our house or on our deck at one time. I wish I had a picture of our kitchen island covered in various dishes of food. It was incredible how much food there was, but oh so tasty! All in all, it was a fantastic party with many family and friends, and a great excuse to come home. We even got to relive Dad's 60 years with a brief recap and an accompanying story from each decade.



*Quick side note: Initially Dad was upset there weren't 60 candles on his cake, but then he couldn't even blow out 6. Somehow he missed the last candle on his cake and had to try again; hence the funny face in this picture.


Here's to a...
sunny-side-up kind of guy
eggsemplary dad
eggstraordinary friend
eggstremely funny guy
eggspert vacation planner
eggscitable husband
eggsceptional guy
eggsplorer
with eggsquisite taste
who eggs-hibits frugality
and eggceeds expectations
(are you getting the egg theme?)


HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I LOVE YOU, DAD!
You're not a bad egg.