Death By Butter

Cranberry Cookies with the wrong colour chocolate chips because nobody’s perfect

Would that not be a much better name for the holidays? Merry Death by Butter Day? I don’t think I will actually die from eating my baking, but anything is possible. A week ago I had six 454 gram bricks of butter in my fridge. If you measure your butter in pounds you will get 453.592 grams in a brick, but here in Canada we rounded that up so as usual everything is bigger and better here. Don’t ask me for more examples, okay? I’m really busy.

There are three staples I make every Christmas. Fudge, short bread cookies, and butter tarts. The fudge has a much more alarming amount of sugar in it, but there’s butter in there too. Short bread is basically butter with a couple other ingredients for keeping it stuck together during baking. This year for the butter tarts I ended up with more filling than frozen tart shells, so I made a batch of butter pastry to finish. This helped me remember why I buy pre-made shells. Mine are uneven in thickness and shape, which is a polite way of saying they’re a complete mess. Except they taste good. And the pastry is lovely and rich and flakey even though the over-all end result looks like something exploded in the oven. Okay I’m done talking about that.

Butter goes in the mashed potatoes and the sweet potatoes and probably on the vegetables. W got me to make what he calls Swedish Bread this year. It’s a simple flat bread recipe made with – wait for it- butter. There is a lot of butter in my turkey stuffing. I bought a bag of dried cranberries because I like to put those in it too, and then discovered I already had lots. So I searched for a recipe to use them up and found one for cranberry cookies. Ingredients include white chocolate chips, a package of instant vanilla pudding, and a cup of BUTTER. They’re okay if you like a buttery chewy cookie but I think they might be better with nuts. And I seriously don’t understand the point of the pudding mix, but there’s a lot of recipes that baffle me so I’m not dwelling on it.

I don’t always make my moms Christmas pudding (steamed carrot pudding) every Christmas, but this year I had time so it’s ready too, except for the hot brown sugar and butter sauce you pour over it. When we were kids we preferred a bowl of sauce with a few pudding crumbs thrown in.

So my butter supply is dwindling! The reason no one gets gifts from me is because I’ve gone broke buying butter. But it’s only once a year. My dad always insisted it was better to use butter and not the cheaper substitutes if we wanted to keep the dairy farmers in business, so I’m doing my part. Ending up looking like a butter ball is just a small annoying side effect that should right itself in January.

Happy Holidays if you celebrate them! Peace, Love and buttery treats either way.

Sharing My World 60

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Share Your World 2016 Week 36

If you were given a boat or yacht today, what would you name it? (You can always sell the yacht later)

Isn’t naming a boat a funny thing to do?  It’s like naming your lawn mower.  Of course if you had more than one it would make sense when you were having a conversation about them I suppose.  I’m going to cut the grass with Gregory today.  Xavier is out of gas.  I live far from any good place to sail a yacht and have never been a lover of boats, so yes, I would be selling this very expensive gift.  But probably not on kijiiji. People on there are mostly psycho.  I know, I’m just rambling on giving myself time to think up a good boat name.  With my luck, any boat of mine would likely sink, so I might name it “The Thelma and Louise”, because that didn’t end well.

Which of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs describes you best? (Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey) Plus what would the 8th dwarf’s name be?

My first inclination with this very serious question was to choose Doc, because his personality traits are less clear than those of the others.  And nobody wants to be labeled grumpy. But just to be sure, I took a Zimbio Quiz (there are on-line quizzes for any number of bizarre things) only to discover that I am Sleepy.  Not only were the quiz creators surprised I made it to the end without dozing off, so was I.  The question about what I would do if my car broke down on the way to work where I chose “call AMA and have a nap while waiting for them to arrive” was a good indication of where I was headed.

The eighth dwarf already has a name.  Stealthy, according to “Once Upon a Time”.  A tv show with that name would never lie.  Plus I can’t make my brain come up with anything better.

Name a song or two which are included on the soundtrack to your life.

Well, because I’m so sleepy, how about “Dreams” by the Cranberries.

All my life
Is changing every day
In every possible way

In all my dreams
It’s never quite as it seems
Never quite as it seems

I know I’ve felt like this before
But now I’m feeling it even more

And…..Mr Sandman, because I love the harmony.

Complete this sentence: I like watching…

The second season of Schitts Creek.  Maybe it’s my strangely Canadian sense of humour, but I find the whole thing hilariously funny.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I am so grateful to my daughter for all her hard work this summer that I’m thinking I should do some work for her, maybe helping her put down a tile floor in her house.  The one I did in the bedroom was surprisingly easy.  It’s just those self stick tiles which I’ve had good luck with before and they are 18 by 18 inch squares so the whole process was quick.  Also wasn’t very expensive, always a plus. So if I spatter acrylic paint and glue all over this floor I won’t get too depressed about it.

I am looking forward to W coming home in the next couple of weeks, and then to a visit from my sister and her family, including her grandchildren the end of this month.  Hard to believe it’s been two years since we were there.  Time flies and kids grow up and change and fly away too before you know it.  Or in my case, nap through most of it.

Peace out.

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