Look what I made today.
It took me five years to do it.
Okay, not really.
But I did buy this huge letter W five years ago. And it sat in the dining room, and then on top of the china closet, and finally, in my clothes closet. And then it got packed up and moved to Florida with us where it resumed its spot on top of the china closet - until today.
I was standing on one of the dining room chairs looking for something on top of the china closet and I saw the W and I thought about how ridiculous it was that it's been, literally, years, and I have not completed this project.
And then I thought about how many other things I push off, I pretend that I don't need to do or just can't plain make a decision about and so I keep that task or project or whatever on my to-do list and it never gets crossed off.
So today was the day. Or rather, this afternoon was the afternoon.
I thought it would take much longer to decoupage my W than it did. I started printing pictures at around 12pm and it's now 8pm and it's all done. But it didn't take 8 hours. That would be silly because I don't have eight hours to do anything, ever and also because in between 12pm and 8pm I made dinner, folded a load of laundry, did the 2pm school pick up, colored, baked corn muffins, did the 3pm school pickup, did homework, served a snack, sang a few songs, cleared the table for dinner, did the 4pm school pickup (!), served dinner, cleared dinner, washed the dishes, packed five lunchboxes for tomorrow, did more homework, cleaned up the playroom, got four kids into pajamas and everyone into bed.
So this project must have taken, what, five minutes?
No. Not five minutes. But somewhere between five minutes and three hours, I would say. I guess it depends on how big your letter is and also if you decide to decoupage the sides and bottoms of your letter.
But let me back up here for a second and tell you what I did.
First, many years ago, I saw this project here
and I loved it.
Pictures printed in black and white on regular printer paper. Nothing fancy here.
This is the back. It's what the front looked like before I started this. You gotta love a letter that looks the same front and back...
The first step is to sort through all your family pictures on the computer. I chose 25 pictures, copied them into a word document and played around with the sizes of the pictures so some were bigger and some smaller.
Then I printed them in black and white, cut them out and the layed them out on the W to see how they would look.
And that's when I realized that I did not have nearly enough pictures, so back to the computer for 25 more.
Wash, rinse and repeat. In total, I probably used about 100 pictures so just keep that in mind when making yours.
To attach the pictures to the W (which by the way, is nothing more than cardboard; I think it's a base for a papermache project, very light-weight) I used Modge Podge and a foam brush. Modge Podge dries clear so I was not neat about this at all, but I was careful because the printer paper is very thin and I did not want the pictures to rip.
Glue the pictures to the front and then do the same to the sides and tops and bottoms of you letter. The tops and sides and bottoms are really optional. In theory, you could paint them a solid color or just leave them as is, but many of my pictures wrapped around the sides of the letter a little here and there so it was all very uneven after I finished the front of the letter.
And I really do like how the W looks wrapped in pictures from all angles.
Now I just have to figure out where to hang it. I had the perfect spot for it in our old house, but now I'm not so sure what to do.
But I need to figure it out. It can't really live on the kitchen table.
Now on to the next project - pulling out all the Chanukah decorations and figuring out where they go in this new house of ours.
Oh, old house, how I missed you today with your fantastic W spot and awesome Chanukah decoration mantle.
I didn't know it would be such a challenge making this new house into a home.
What happens when its 95 degrees outside and there's not enough ice cream in the freezer for four kids?
You make milkshakes.
These were delicious - and I can say that because I sucked up the last of all the kids' cups.
And no, these are not even a little bit Whole30 approved, but it was good. Very good. And I made a choice to eat it and I'm okay with that. I mean, I did down six cups of water after I had it, so the water probably flushed all that sugar out of me, right?
Here's what I did:
Put some ice cream in the blender.
Add some almond (soy, real, whatever) milk.
Press the milkshake button and yum.
Add straws and it's almost as much fun as actually going to Carvel. Except for me, it was more fun because I didn't have to put four kids in the van, wait for the air to cool it off and then drive to Carvel. Yahoo!
And on a totally unrelated note, did you see my kitchen floor in the milkshake picture?
It's sparkly and clean and beautiful and it's all because of this:
My new floor steamer. I think it's a Shark brand.
I am so in love with it, I want to buy it a shiny present. Or take it for ice cream.
If you're not so good with a mop and a bucket (like me) and have broken many (many) Swiffers, this little guy will be your new best friend. It requires no soap or chemicals, you just add water and plug it in.
And the sponge-mop-kind-of-thing that cleans the floor? It's reusable. Just use it, toss it in the wash and use it again. I really find that concept to be so wonderful - I was always running out of the Swiffer type stick-on pads and then I couldn't mop. And then I'd forget to get more and then I couldn't mop some more. Wash, rinse, repeat, and you know how that song goes. It always ends with a dirty floor.
But no more, my friends!
Go. Get yourself one. It's one of the best $100 I have spent in a very very long time.
I usually try to stay away from announcing to the world that I am trying yet another new diet because, well because, I'm not so good with the follow-through. I'm actually quite bad at it. But a girl's gotta hope, so here's hoping this new plan sticks.
And the new plan is (drumroll please): Whole30
. It takes the clean eating that I have been working hard at and takes it a step further - no grains, no dairy, no sugar and no legumes - which means no quinoa and no chickpeas. I'm not sure what I am going to do. It's kind of like
if the Paleo diet went on a diet.
Whole30 is supposed to hit the reset switch on your metabolism. My metabolism could use a re-wiring, not just the flick of a switch, but you only do what you can do, you know?
I'm also lucky because a great friend is joining me on this journey. It works out well - she is very good at coming up with new things to eat and I'm good at, um, eating those things. So I guess it works out better for me than for her, but who's really counting? We're all friends here.
For the next 30 days (or really, 28 days, because I am currently on day 2), it's me against my pantry. I can't really throw everything my kids and Josh eat into a big black garbage bag(not that I didn't consider it), nor can I go live in the attic with my George Forman grill for a month (thought that one too), so sheer willpower will have to work. It would also be nice if I could lose so much weight that my long black skirt falls down, but I'm not holding my breath. However, my stomach does
look flatter when I hold my breath, so maybe I should.
Anyway, on to the real question: So What Is There To Eat?
Good question, but let me backtrack for a minute. I did not do what I should have done. I did not go to Shoprite and stock up on everything I need, instead I am working with what I have for the moment and hope to get to Shoprite tomorrow. Surprisingly, I have a lot in the house: I have ground turkey, chicken breasts, flounder, raw almonds and cashews, a jar of
olives and tons of eggs. And lots of lettuce, tomatoes, carrots and sweet potatoes. Oh sweet sweet sweet potatoes, how I love you.
Oh, and many many water bottles. It's all about the drinking of the water - no matter what you eat.
I ate the same breakfast yesterday and today - I take comfort in the sameness of it all, the unthinkingness of it. Two hard-boiled eggs, a small handful of cashews, ten green olives and an apple for dessert. Sounds like a gross combo but it was actually good - kind of like ordering a bunch of different appetizers at a (very boring) restaurant. And I was full for a good three hours, which really surprised me.
I wasn't very hungry come lunch time. I know, I also couldn't believe it, but I was nervous about getting hungry and cranky later on so I had some plain tuna (no mayo), another apple (I need to go to the fruit store) and because I am a creature of habit, a couple of olives.
Dinner came and went and I still was not that hungry but of course, I ate anyway. I sauteed an onion in some olive oil, added a bag of cole slaw mix and let that steam. Then I added one pound of ground turkey and let that cook itself until it was done and mixed it all up. It was very very good and one of my kids joined me in my ground turkey experiment - he even gave up a pancake dinner.
How it feels? Well, it feels kind of like that last sentence - incomplete, a fragment, if you will. Around 2pm, I started getting a headache, my back started hurting and I felt kind of angry at the world. But then I told myself that the toxins leaving my body were going to take the anger with them and I felt, at least emotionally, better. I know, so yoga-ish to say that and I have not even been doing any yoga, I'm not even sure why my mind went there. Weird. Physically, everything still hurt so once the kids were in bed I took a very long, very hot shower and went to bed. And felt so much better in the morning. Day 2
was better, physically. Also, I felt very even-keeled all day, which is a new feeling for me. One of the kids would do something slightly irritating and I didn't even have to bite my tongue, nice words seemed to be flowing out of my mouth of their volition. I know. Forget parenting classes, just stop eating dairy.
Today I ate the same breakfast as yesterday. Still have not gone to the supermarket - I had planned to go this morning but it was raining and I really dislike going in the rain. I don't like a wet shopping cart.
Lunch was leftovers from last night's dinner, the turkey and cabbage stir-fry.
Dinner was some plain rotisserie chicken, a baked sweet potato and some cherry tomatoes. I could really use something sweet right now but I already washed the dishes and did the lunchboxes for tomorrow so I am not going back into the kitchen, even if that means I need to park myself in front of the tv.
Let's see what happens on day 3. Should be interesting.
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While Hurricane Sandy was quite scary, especially because in our area, the worst took place during the night - in the pitch black - the days of blackout that followed were, for us (because we are quite lucky and have an intact house and car) quite boring.
We didn't last longer than 36 hours without power in our house; we moved on to my parents' warm and brightly lit house full of televisions and snacks quite quickly. However, in the brief day and a half that we did stay home, we compiled a list of fun activities that need no electricity and are not board games - for some reason, those got pretty old pretty fast.
Here, some ideas of ways to keep the kids entertained during a blackout*: 1.
Set your kids up in front of a mirror with a pad of drawing paper and a pencil and have them draw a self-portrait. This is a fun and funny activity because the kids will inevitably think that their drawing looks exactly like them and you will not be able to tell which kid drew which picture. 2.
Hand out a few paper plates and some crayons and tell the kids to color the plates completely. Glue a craft stick or tongue depressor onto the plate, making a handle. Blow up some balloons and play 'keep the balloon in the air'. 3
. Break out a bag of beads and some string and have the kids make necklaces and bracelets. If they make enough of them, they can give them out to the kids in their class when (if) school starts again. Or just use Fruit Loops and use them for a snack later on. 4.
Play hangman. And tic tac toe. Print out some word searches (before the lights go out) and store them with your blackout kit. 5.
Use the balloons and paper plate and sticks from #2 above to play volleyball. String a long piece of ribbon, rope or just plain string from wall to wall and presto, a volleyball net. 6.
Play charades. My kids had never played this before. It went well, plus all the running to the bathroom because they were laughing so hard made the time pass more quickly. 7
. The old classic: build a fort with couches, blankets, sheets and pillows in the living room. Add a few flashlights, books and snacks and you're good to go. Maybe you'll even get lucky and everyone will fall asleep in there. 8.
Grab some vinegar, liquid food coloring and a box or two of baking soda. Pour the box of baking soda into a pan - maybe a disposable 9x13 pan, but anything will work. Pour vinegar into 2 or 3 cups (or more, depending on how many cups of colored vinegar you want to make) and add a drop or two of food coloring to each cup. Using mini-droppers (the kind that come with baby tylenol - I've been saving those for years), pick up some colored vinegar and drop it onto the baking soda. Watch as the baking soda fizzles. It's very cool to see and will keep the kids entertained for a nice long while. Personally, I would make four pans of baking soda to keep the elbowing of siblings to a minimum. Count the number of kids in your house to see how many you should make. 9.
Take a puzzle that does not have too many pieces - between 12-15 sounds good to me - and hide the pieces around the house. The hiding places don't have to be that good, just a puzzle piece on a pillow or dresser. The kids won't be expecting them anyway. Hand our flashlights and set the kids loose looking for the puzzle pieces. When they're done, let them put the puzzle
together. Then hand out snacks. Finding the puzzle pieces is hard work.
Play What's on my Tush?
I found this game online, here
. It basically involved you, the parent, lying on the floor face down, with a pillow (fun already, right?) and the kids get to take turns putting whatever (a crayon, a toy car, a ball, the sadly not working remote) on your backside. The kids give out hints and you have to guess what's sitting on your
tush. This can go on for hours. It's awesome. If you do nothing else, definitely try this one.
See, you can handle this whole blackout thing like a parent who doesn't want to just crawl back into bed with a good book, a drink and a flashlight, even, if like me, that's exactly what you want to do. *Some of the ideas need specific items which you may or may not have in the house. Since I know that you are already putting together some essentials for the next weather-related
incident, such as the Nor'easter coming this way tomorrow, a quick stop at AC Moore might not be a bad idea.
So get this - we were featured on a blog called Mod Podge Rocks
the other day. Amy, the master mod podger highlighted our DIY Tea Party Table
. I don't know how many subscribers Amy has, but she has over 20,000 (that's twenty thousand
) followers on Facebook, so I'm guessing it's quite a few.
But here's the real kicker - since then, we've been getting over 300 unique visitors a day! Not bad for a blog written mostly to amuse my mom and my friend Alissa.
And if that wasn't enough fun around here, we have more good news. My newly two year decided, all by herself, to sit in the potty, in front of the TV, for a full half hour, not moving, just watching Caillou. But unlike all my other kids who would do that, she actually made in the potty! I'm not sure who was more surprised, me or her. But either way, we celebrated with chocolate. Go Little T!
Little T is my youngest. Is it time to panic? Will we be out of diapers for good? We've been in diapers consistently for the past almost seven years. I'm not sure what to do - laugh? cry? have another baby? (Ma, breathe. I'm kidding). I think for right now, I'll just have another celebratory chocolate.
First of all, I have to say that I am thinking about investing is some plastic orange cones
to have on hand for when a stomach virus sweeps through the house because
apparently, when I loudly say, no one step over there, I am going to get towels,
no one hears me. And in that brief sentence, I have just told you about my weekend.
But to the point of this post, I believe that my oldest child may have some commitment issues.
His first grade teacher is having the class do a book share, where each child chooses and reads
a non-fiction book, a book in which he or she will learn something and share it
with the class. According to the instructions, the book can be chosen from "...
biographies, cookbooks, gardening, science-related or a how-to book." So many
choices, so little time.
First he wanted to bake something - he looked through the three kiddie cookbooks
that we have in the house, choosing every cupcake recipe that featured frosting
and sprinkles. Great, we had a plan.
And because he has a big heart (and big eyes) he wanted to bake enough cupcakes
so he could not only share the book but share the treats with his whole class.
Thing is, homemade food is not allowed to be shared inside the school. His rule:
No sharing cupcakes, no making cupcakes.
Next little boy idea: building something out of lego. Problem is, the instruction
booklet that comes with a box of lego is not a book. We searched Amazon
and googled and could not really find a book in the strict sense of the word. No book, no share.
We did, however, find a cool looking science related book on Amazon,
something about building machines using the enclosed batteries and coils
and wires and other metal things. Excellent, we had a book share path.
Once the book arrived, we quickly realized that this book was way above
first grade level; I wasn't understanding much of it. And as much as he wanted
to use the book, we kind of felt like if the book share was something that
Josh and I were going to do ourselves on a Saturday night after the kids
were in bed, then it wouldn't really be his book share. Lame? Yeah, because I
am sure most parents are doing their kid's book share, but I'd like to think that
the kids are helping at least a little. This battery book was definitely a no kid
required book, so that was out. Now I have (another) box on my porch waiting
to be shipping back to Amazon.
Then last Monday, we took a trip to Barnes and Noble and in the corner of the
kiddie section, there it was.
If the store hadn't be so crowded, I think I would have heard some angelic music
playing as the sun shown on the discount book shelf because sitting right there
was a book about making paper airplanes. And not only was it about making paper
airplanes, but it was packaged in a box with a stack of paper airplane paper.
Apparently these papers are specifically made for making paper airplanes. Who knew?
To make this very long story slightly less long, here's what happened, quickly.
We attempted to make every single airplane in the book and not one was easy
enough for a child to make.
But read the book we did. So it counts. And Josh, who really had had enough of all of
this way back when we were first discussing the possibility of a lego book,
decided that he was going to teach his child to make paper planes the way he did
when he was in first grade. So he did. And the little one learned. And there you
We took step by step pictures of the first grader making the planes, glued them
onto a poster and done. The first grader sat down and wrote the requisite
five sentences about the book, drew his bookshare cover, and then went to play,
so happy that Mommy wasn't making him practice reading his bookshare out loud.
All I can say is that it's a good thing his teacher gives us a way more than a
month to put these book shares together - not because it takes that long to read and write.
That we do in an afternoon. It's the picking and planning that takes weeks. I'm scared to see
what's going to happen when the Purim-costume-changing-of-the-minds starts.
Should be happening in about five minutes.
I have basically been waiting my entire life for this. I have been coveting
Nestle Toll House refrigerated chocolate chip cookie dough for pretty much
forever and yet I never even looked at them twice in the supermarket because
never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that they were kosher.
It seems that my wildest dreams have come true. And every person that I have
mentioned this to since I came home from Shoprite the other morning has either
laughed at me or looked at me like I was crazy. Or both. Usually both.
My question though, is this: Why, oh why, has no one ever bothered to tell
me that this amazing food product has become kosher?! Am I really the last to
I have very clear memories of being a little girl and watching a commercial
for ready-to-bake cookies. I can still see the girl surprising her mom by coming
home from college for the holidays a day early and her mom hugging her in the
entryway of their beautiful home. The story then switches to the two of them in
the kitchen, sharing memories and putting the cookies in the oven. They smile at
each other as the cookies bake. And even though they both wear a size two, I
just know that they will sit and eat all those cookies together as it starts to
Ahh, memories. And another commerical. Cue the emotional music as the little girl
comes to visit her grandma's house and together they put on aprons. It goes without
saying that the grandma keeps a child sized apron and a set of size small
oven mitts in her kitchen especially for her beloved grandchild.
Together, they slide the cookie trays into the preheated oven and watch through
the oven window as the cookies bake and get bigger and yummier by the second.
And then that little dough boy comes out and they poke him and laugh and sing
the best part of waking up is Folger's in your cup...*
Okay, wait, I just might be mixing commercial memories here a little. But so
what? I have always ALWAYS wanted to bake these cookies. And now we will. My
kids have only a half day of school today for reasons that I do not fully
understand, and so this will be the first of our afternoon activities. It's not
snowing out, just raining, so that will have to do. But we can certainly all put
on aprons and play some music in the background. And we will for sure be standing
in front of the oven window watching the cookies bake. And then we will all hug
and smile at each other.
And the most definite thing that we'll do? We're gonna eat all the
cookies. Go ahead and judge me, but really, I checked that little package. There
aren't that many servings in one thing of cookie dough and we're six people...
*So yeah, about old commercials, Do you remember that Folger's coffee commercial where the whole family is home for the holidays, except for one son?
And we understand this even though there is no dialogue in the commercial because the older woman, the mom of all the grown children in the scene, holds his
framed photo in her hands and looks at her husband with sad eyes.
Then they all go to bed. And then super early the next morning that son sneaks
into the house with a bag full of presents which he leaves in the living room
and goes into the kitchen to start the coffee for everyone. And the yummy smell of the coffee wafts up the stairs and wakes the mom up and she comes downstairs and they cry happy tears and drink coffee together. That just always gets me all teary-eyed. And even though that mom
looks like she knows how to bake from scratch, you just know that they are going
to be baking some cookies from refrigerated cookie dough later that day. I
just love the holidays. Don't you?
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Can you believe that in exactly one week from today, the new Muppet movie, The Muppets
, will be in theaters? That's only seven days away!!! And my kids are
so excited. Well, they're kind of excited, 'cause for them, it's more about the
idea of someone buying them soda and popcorn and licorice, than about the actual
muppets. And why is that? It's because this movie is not really for the kids,
it's for every thirty-something adult who is insanely, if quietly, excited to
revisit (parts of) their childhood and is just taking along the kiddies because
it's weird to go to a rated G movie without small people.
My whole family is going - parents, brothers, uncles, aunts, cousins - this
family Thanksgiving tradition, a movie and maybe some pizza. We did it
for years, until my kids were born. It's somewhat frowned upon to bring a crying
newborn to the movies (although now that I am a seasoned mom, I know that the
insanely loud movie would have made the kid stop crying), but now that the kids
are a drop older, Muppets, here we come!
It's been so long since Josh or I have been to a movie that I was quite
shocked to learn that most everybody - except all those moms, who like me, haven't left the house in years - buy their tickets online. It's like buying an airline ticket, also something I have not done in years.
Anyway, in celebration of this momentous occasion, we will be making Kermit
Cupcakes to eat at our happily-turkey-free-Thanksgiving-feast. Yup, you
heard me right! Cupcakes that look (hopefully) like Kermit. So get ready,
because that's the plan for this Sunday. Check back to see the fun!
I just love Beaker so much.
Oh, and just as an aside, have you seen the trailer? Fu-nnny. Apparently Fozzy has shoes that fart (sorry, Aunt Cathy, I mean, pass gas). A word to the wise - make sure your kids go to the bathroom before the movie starts. I don't want to have to run back to the van for the emergency underwear when they start laughing so hard they can't hold it in. Good tip, Uncle Josh.
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I made these a few months back for my 6 year old's birthday party at Home
Depot. If you've been following along, you'll know what I am talking about. If
you're new here (welcome!) then you can see everything about that really fun
party right here
My son had requested that we have a barbecue at his party, but since it was
to be held inside
the Home Depot, I wasn't really sure how to pull that off. So
we made these hamburger cupcakes and cookie french fries instead and they
were a hit. And I know that there are several mommies in my son's class who did
not believe me that these were really easy to make, so I'll show you.
The original idea came from Bakerella
and I pretty much followed her
directions exactly (for once!).
I baked a batch of Duncan Hines cupcakes using the yellow cake mix, but
followed the directions for the pound cake on the side of the box, using a box
of vanilla pudding, extra eggs and whatever else that recipe calls for.
Then I baked two boxes of Duncan Hines brownies, the cakey kind, not the fudgy
kind, because as much as I love a good fudgy brownie, I needed them to hold
While the cupcakes and the brownies were cooling, I made the frosting.
Using one larger size container of Duncan Hines vanilla frosting, I tinted most
of it green using the green colored food gel colors from Wilton. The rest (about
6 tablespoons worth) I tinted ketchup colored, using red and purple gel food
colors in a 3:1 ratio - so that would be 3 drops of red to 1 drop of purple.
Once your cupcakes are cooled, slice them in half horizontally, to make
them look like hamburger buns. If I had had a little more time, I probably would
have cut them in thirds and discarded the middle piece so that the buns were not
quite so thick, but it worked out fine this way too.
Then, using a round cookie cutter or a glass cup the same size as your
buns, cut out circles from the brownies. I was able to get 12 brownies from each
pan of brownies, which worked out well because I had baked 24 cupcakes to begin
As Bakerella suggests, you'll know what do with the brownie scraps. I have faith in you.
Remove the top half of each bun and place a brownie burger on each cupcake
bottom. Fill a sandwich bag with the green icing and if you have a cake
decorating tip and a coupler to attach the tip to the bag, go for it. Well,
actually, go for it before you fill the bag with icing - but if you have the
coupler and tip you would already know that. If you don't have those items and
have no idea what I am talking about, no sweat! Just fill the bag with icing,
twist the top of the bag closed and snip a teeny-tiny corner off of the bag.
When you squeeze the bag, the icing will flow out if that tip.
Or, and here's what I did - it was 11pm and I couldn't find any couplers. But
I could find the cake decorating tip - so I improvised. Get some good 'ole duct
tape and attach the tip to the bag with tape. Perfect.
Pipe lettuce onto each brownie. Then do the same with the red icing. Pipe
ketchup. Replace the top of the cupcake on to the brownie, pressing down very
lightly so the lettuce and ketchup icing flows out of the sides a little.
I stuck a toothpick into each cupcake at this point just as a little
insurance policy. I really didn't want the tops sliding off of the brownies
because of the icing.
Then take your super-expensive and tiny jar of sesame seeds and marvel at the
cost of so few seeds. Brush the tops of your burger buns with a small amount of
water and sprinkle the sesame seeds on top. Delight in the fact that they now
look like actual hamburgers.
Place all your hamburger cupcakes in pans and set them aside. On to the french fries.
First, I want to say that the template for the adorable french fries holder
came from here
. It was probably more time consuming to put together the
envelopes for the french fries than it was to make the fries.
The second thing I would like to point out is that having a Silpat mat when
baking these or any cookies is really the way to go. These mats are made of
silicone, can be placed in an oven that is up to 500 degrees and don't allow
your cookies to stick to the pan. They also help the cookies bake to an even
color. I don't know why and I don't really care, but I do know that I love them.
So go, go now and pick up a few for yourself. Go ahead, I'll wait.
Start by mixing up a batch of Betty Crocker sugar cookie mix, using the recipe for the
roll out cookies. Divide the dough in thirds and roll out the dough onto the
Silpat mats, baking one batch at a time if you have only one Silpat mat.
Once the dough is rolled out onto the Silpat, use a knife or a pizza cutter
to cut the dough into french fries. Starting from the long side of the dough.
cut narrow lines vertically through the dough, making long thin french fries.
Then make one horizontal cut through the long side of the dough, in the center,
cutting all the french fries in half. Sprinkle the cookie dough with a nice
amount of sugar.
Right when they come out of the oven, hold onto the pan (use an oven mit,
please!) and with the same knife or cookie cutter, recut the initial line that
you made before you baked the cookies. Sprinkle with a nice amount of sugar
again and let cool. My cookies spread in the oven a little more than I had
liked, so I used the pizza cutter to cut those in half, vertically, again, while
they were still hot and before they got crunchy.
Once they cooled off, I piled them all into a pan and baked the next batch.
Once all the french fries were done, I packed them into the little holders and
off we went to the party.
Wait, that's not true, We didn't go right off to the party. The party was three days later.
But the good news is that I stored all the cupcakes, covered, in the fridge and the
cookies, covered, high up in one of my cabinets where no one would look to find
them, and they were still fresh and very tasty the morning of the party.
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Shabbos is the Day of Rest. It is also a day filled with family, food and fun - especially fun games. In fact, we played two different games yesterday and fun was had by all.
The first game is called the Tag-Team-Nap Game.
Never played? It's a winner. It goes something like this.
7am: Abba leaves to go to Hashkama to layn
7:01: Mommy and kiddies have breakfast #2.
8:30am Abba comes home.
8:33:Abba and boys go back to shul and, we hope (hope), groups.
9:00: Baby falls asleep.
9:30: Two-year-old, awake since 4am, falls asleep.
9:31: Mommy crawls quietly into bed with magazine.
9:32: Baby wakes up.
9:33: Mommy cries.
9:34: Baby eats and falls back asleep at 10:15am
10:16: Mommy crawls into bed with magazine again.
10:18: Two-year-old wakes up.
10:19: Mommy cries again.
10:20: Two-year-old wails because Mommy hasn't come this instant. 10:21: Baby wakes up from all the wailing.
10:22: Mommy says a potty word, collects everyone and goes downstairs without her magazine to wait for the boy team to come home.
By the time lunch is over,
I am pretty sure I can
hear the dining room floor crying...
Can you tell who the winner is in the game? I'm gonna guess Abba, because right about now he is probably napping in shul. At least one of us is napping.
Finally, finally, like a few years later, the boy team comes home to find the girl team lying on the living room floor. We learn from the weird smile on Abba's face that the boy team apparently didn't work well together this morning either, and so it is time for lunch. By the time that is over, I am pretty sure I can hear the dining room floor crying from all the food dropped under the table.
Where was I? Oh yeah. Okay, so the Tag-Team-Nap Game is over. We will play again next week.
Game number two is called The Shabbos Afternoon Relay Race. It's a new game to us, and like all things new, we are not sure we like it.
Never played this one either? I'll explain the rules. For starters, the game can be played by as many players as needed at one time.
To start the game, you bundle your kids up in their winter coats, go outside and realize that the inside of your house is way colder than the outside of your house. You then come back inside and put all the winter hats away and get laughed at by your husband who, not three minutes before said, "It's a nice autumn day. I think you're overdressing them". That's a direct quote. It's okay to throw the winter hats at his head; it's part of the game. All laugh. Ha. Ha. Ha.
You then spend what feels like many hours, and really is many hours, escorting children from one playdate to another, politely declining invitations from friends to come into their houses for a minute as you drop your child off because at that exact moment you are supposed to be picking up another child and taking him to another friend. Eventually stop at home and ask husband to please walk and pick up the kid at the far house. Swear that, dangit, next Shabbos you will wear sneakers, and you won't care who sees you. (Ma, relax, I'm kidding. Close your eyes for a sec). Everyone else: I am so not kidding. I am totally wearing sneakers next week. Eventually assemble at home with all your kids and hubby and shake your head. Resolve to invite lunch company with little kids your kids' ages, every week, so you don't have to do this again. Make sense?
Swear that, dangit, next Shabbos
you will wear sneakers...
The rules are not that hard, it's just that you can't write anything down on Shabbos - like, for example, what time you dropped off one and need to pick up another - so it makes the game a little tricky. But if you could carry a notebook and pen or you know, drive a car, then the game wouldn't be fun.
To end the game, you feed the kids dinner, hear havdalah and realize with a growing sense of horror that it's only 5:30pm and bedtime is still days away. Realize that you will save money this week as you do not need to buy another magazine to read for next Shabbos as you still have your unread one from this week. Rejoice in found money.
(ps. sorry about the lame-o pictures. It was Shabbos, I had to improvise.)