Mousse & Squirrel

Hey, hey Rocky – watch me pull a fantastic dessert outta my hat!!!

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Yea, I’m dating myself again, quoting a cartoon I watched when I was a kid a few more than 29 years ago.  One of these days, I’ll have to update my fictional age to a more believable number…

And no – I did not make a dessert out of squirrel.  I’ve never been one for weird meat.

Yea…I went there…

This weekend was the Independence Day holiday – the weekend of the year where Americans of all ages go to their local fairgrounds and eat WAAAAAAY too much really bad for you, insanely expensive, questionable foodstuffs, drink WAAAAAAAY too much over-priced, watered down alcohol, go on WAAAAAAY too many spinney-type rides, stopping the frivolity only long enough to visit a conveniently-placed waste barrel to empty their stomachs in the worst possible way.

I once tried to convince people to avoid the middle-man by offering to punch them in the stomach for $50.00 (still get the pain, but no stinky, smelly puke breath), but nobody took me up on the offer, not even when I offered to roll them down a hill for the dizziness effect.

Entrepreneurs have it tough in this country.

How do we end this celebratory dine & purge fest?  We blow stuff up.

Yea, I could wax nostalgic on the whole ‘rocket’s red glare, bombs bursting in air,’ but it sounds better my way – it’s very ‘Murikan! to blow stuff up.

Boom

I don’t go to the fairgrounds over the 4th holiday – my family has a yearly reunion at Dad’s home on Lake Reinhart.  We gather, bring a dish to pass, swim in the lake, socialize in the shade, and let the kids (mostly my younger nephews & nieces) do what kids do best.

Dad usually has sandwich stuff and cold salads (macaroni, potato, etc…) along with fresh veggies & dips for lunch, because we all tend to arrive (hungry) at different times.  For dinner, we do those salads & veggies again, a sugar-rush of desserts, and the ‘Official Summer Meat of Wisconsin’ fresh off the grill-altar.

If I have to say brats…you need to read more of my posts 😀

At lunch, the first thing that was mentioned was the woeful lack of bread or carb products on my plate.  I filled up instead with the veggies & dip, and some cold ham & sausage from the available meats.

Which gave me the perfect opportunity to explain keto to the family.

My dish to pass for the event emerged at the evening meal.  Now, I made 2 desserts, actually.  One with real sugar for everyone else, and one with just enough sugar substitute to satisfy my rather blunted sweet tooth.

Berries and creamMousse & berries.  This stuff, with real sugar, tastes exactly like the cream filling they pipe into cream puffs up here.  And pairing out fresh blackberries and raspberries made it the perfect 4th of July celebratory dessert.  Good Ole’ Red, White & Blue.

Here is the recipe:

Keto Mousse & Berries
The Stuff
3 TB each  Marscapone cheese and heavy cream
2ish TSP Erythritol
1.5 tsp vanilla extract
1/4 C fresh raspberries
1/4 C fresh Blackberries
The Execution
Blend Marscapone cheese and heavy cream until well combined
add sweetener and vanilla
Blend until well thickened
Split the raspberries inbetween 2 tall fluted glasses
Pipe half the cheese mixture into each glass on top of the berries
Split the blackberries between the two glasses on top of the cream

EAT WELL.

Here’s the weekly Keto update:

Wednesday – Tried an experiment with almond butter, coconut, cream cheese & caramel syrup.  Not terrible, but I probably won’t repeat.

Thursday – My first ever work-sponsored-lunch-on-Keto.  They brought in pizza, garlic bread, and salad.  I nimbly avoided the garlic bread, scraped the toppings off 2 slices of pizza, and loaded up on the salad.

Friday – Chicken & Salsa soup.  ’twas FANTASTIC, crammed full of black olives & green cabbage.

Saturday – Fine dining on good Wisconsin brats & my berry mousse.

Sunday – Movie night.  The SQO was rather hot to see this movie called ‘The Purge:  Election Year.’

If you haven’t already guessed, he’s REALLY a Cinephile.  

As the movie was a dystopian future flick, I was on board, as that’s one of my favored genres.

 

This is a strange film.  The premise is that, for one night every year, the citizens of the US are allowed to commit any crime they wish without legal issue.  All crimes, for the one night, are LEGAL.

The commentary in the film makes it painfully obvious that this sanctioned night-of-chaos is part of the 1%-ers plan to eliminate as much of the poor and lower-class populations in the easiest way possible – let them kill each other.

For the first time, government officials are no longer exempt from the Purge – because a senator running for the Presidency with some establishment-busting ideas is actually WINNING in the polls – and this is the establishment’s ‘bid’ to eliminate her.

It’s gruesome – this film. Rather disturbing in the way it violently shoves the unpleasant darkness residing within all humanity down your unwilling throat.  But I’ll probably go see it again 😀

Buzzed…

For the record, I am the Worlds Greatest Alcoholic Lightweight – which is quite the accomplishment being a native of a state that only runs when fueled with fermented hops.

Don’t believe me?  The last study done of the ’20 Drunkest States in the US’ listed 12 cities in Wisconsin.  Not only did we breach the 50% mark on the list, we DOMINATED the top 10.  We are, in every sense of the word, a beer state with a Green & Gold Problem…

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I place the blame for my personal anomaly regarding Wisconsin’s #1 leisure activity on the 1st adult mistake I made, which was getting married before any of my siblings so I’d have bragging rights.

…It ain’t easy being a middle child…

The man I selected as my compatriot in this disaster came from a long line of slightly-functioning alcoholics.  It was quite the eye-opening experience for the young and idealistic (OK…stupid) me to find out that some people simply canNOT behave responsibly with liquor.

Being the sober one in a mentally-abusive alcoholic relationship makes one learn how to NOT want to drink…so, naturally, I’m out of practice.

2015-new-hot-sale-ipop-toilet-stickers-carved-removable-wall-stickers-english-toilet-stickers-for-toiletsAlthough I do occasionally have an adult beverage or two…it takes me decades to ramp up to an evening getting full-on drunk-as-a-skunk – because these occasions invariably end with me clutching the Porcelain God…who’s personal name is Ralph…

…I prefer the other end of me closest to the business end of a toilet…

Here’s where alcohol ends up in the Keto world…

  1.   It’s the ‘4th’ macronutrient – with 7 calories per gram, 2nd only to fats, with 9.  But this nutrient is an empty one, as it only produces a slight energy uptake with no real nutrition, and hasn’t much lasting power.
  2.   As alcohol is a poison, your body recognizes it as such, and immediately begins to process ‘that damn stuff’ OUT of your body.  This is why drunks get drunk – that woozy feeling is the body going into overdrive to metabolize the stuff.
  3.   This is also why you have to pee so much when you’re drunk, because the kidneys don’t want that stuff in residence any longer than necessary.
  4.   Alcohol in the body is ‘cushioned’ by glycogen stores in the liver (glycogen being the storage-mode of sugar and carbs) in a normal diet.  In keto, we’ve depleted those stores by eating minimal carbs – so we have no cushion to pad the hit of the booze.

 

So – long story short – when you drink on Keto, you get drunk…FAST.

I did an experiment this weekend – a shot of Captain Morgan within a glass of diet Coke.  I started to feel the effects of the booze as soon as I walked into the liquor store.

I like to bring shame to my state whenever possible 😀

Here’s the weekly Keto update:

Thursday -The SQO was feeling a bit down over his work situation, so after work I made an emergency trip over to Milwaukee to offer support & dinner.  We ended up at the Denny’s next to his store. Sit down dining doesn’t have to be a carb-zilla experience.  I filled up on a sweet ham & cheese omelette,  putting the toast on D’s plate, and shoving aside those hash browns.  For a side…a salad.

Friday – I found some freezer sausage patties that were flavored with maple (sweet & savory meat – one of my favorite combos) with only 3 net carbs per serving.  Paired those with the (read this in a low-pitched, loud & echo-y voice) ULTIMATE salad bar.

As I had extra bodies eating dinner, what I did was get a huge bag of a pre-chopped lettuce salad blend.  Chopped some leftover chicken, ham, peppers, bacon, onions, olives, pea pods, assorted shredded cheeses, and left all the toppings on the counter in individual little bowls.  Served true salad bar style – everyone got a bowl, and assembled their own salads just the way they wanted.

Paired those huge salads with baked potatoes (for everyone else, not for me…) so they could load them with the salad toppings as they saw fit.  And – extra sour cream in the fridge to play with throughout the week.

Saturday – Wheeeeee!!!!  I got drunk for science – but not drunk enough to visit Ralph.

Sunday – Hmmm.  That single glass of booze last night has me hungry today – almost like I’ve been punted out of Ketosis.  Keeping the faith, though – with a scramble comprised of various stuff left over from the salad bar, and some bratwurst patties for dinner.

Monday -Strange that I’ve been fighting hunger for the last 2 days – it can’t be JUST because of the drink.   So – I did a search on the one little thing that I changed up.  The Mio water enhancers.  Turns out, Sucralose (the sweetener in these little drops) can cause some people to experience hunger, because the sweet flavor tricks your stomach into believing there is a sugar-laden carb bomb on the way down, so it prepares for it.

I have to believe that pairing these drops with heavy cream, though, does not induce the hungry, because the body has something to digest.

Soooo – back to the unsweetened iced tea for me – I’ll keep the water flavorants for my morning drink (2T heavy cream, 1 squirt orange Mio in a travel mug filled with ice & water).

Tuesday – Tonight is Marcus Theater’s special $5 admission night – any movie you want to see, all seats are a measly $5.  The SQO wanted to go see The Awakening 2, so dinner was a scramble.  I ended up with a pair of hot dogs along with a plateful of pan fried green beans (plenty of garlic & onion in dem beans…).   With dinner being so light, I was a bit peckish at the movie, but I nimbly avoided the popcorn once again, and celebrated the carb-avoidance with some extra egg salad when I got home.

And the movie?  Crazy bizarre & scary.  It’s based on a real-life couple who did a lot of paranormal research in the 70’s, and their encounter in a haunted house in England.   It made me give out involuntary exclamations (but no screams) in 3 separate occasions, which may be a record.  Usually…I giggle at the bits the rest of the audience is jumping out of their skin over.

If you’ve got a taste for scary ghost movies…go see it.

 

 

 

 

She’s such a BRAT!

Brats

The Pinwheel of Deliciousness

Keto update again.

OK..I may have mentioned I live in Wisconsin.  Besides beer & cheese, the next thing that Wisconsinites worship as a divine foodstuff is Bratwurst.  In this state, the grill isn’t a backyard appliance, it’s an altar.

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Now, beer isn’t a problem for me, as I was one of the few children in this state who DIDN’T have fermented hops in their night-time bottle, so I dodged what some of the Keto bloggers out there have called the ‘liquid bread’ bullet.  Lucky me, eh?

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Cheese is also not an issue on Keto, although I did have to learn a little something about this thing called ‘portion control.’  Whodathunk an entire brick of Brick was MORE than a single serving???

Crazy, I know…

But brats?  Now that’s something I can really get behind…because while the rest of the world is quaking in terror over this fat content of this glorious, spicy, thick tube of pork and beef…

**I love this bit!**

It’s just the kind of meat that’s encouraged in Keto. 🙂

Granted, I can’t easily get my FAVORITE brats, as they reside in a mom & pop store about an hour away, but I can get the commercially-available next-best-thing.  I still have yet to find a local butcher who’s sausage-making comes close to  Glenn’s Meat Market‘s meat-art.

If you want the best Wurst in South-Central Wisconsin, you should check out his shopping page.  He’s got a brat to fit every taste.  Seriously.

I can highly recommend:

Packer Brats (green pepper & cheddar cheese)

Greek Brats (you can REALLY taste the lamb)

Philly Cheese (motz, onion & peppers)

Beer, Garlic, Cheese…the list goes on and on.  He’s even got some new ones now – corned beef and Ruben.  Damn…I may have to make a road trip!

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And, if you’re in the little town of Watertown, WI on any given Saturday, summer afternoon, Glenn will be happy to cook you up one (or more) of his fantastic sausages in his Brat Haus. (proceeds of the Brat Haus go to local charities, schools & organizations).  He runs his grill every Saturday afternoon from Memorial day to Labor day.

JUST FOLLOW YOUR NOSE!

Here’s my weekly Keto check in:

Thursday – Found yet another sweet experiment that didn’t quite work.  I blended some heavy cream with Mio Lemonade drops – WAAAAAAY too much of the flavorant.  I think I’m still puckering a week later!

Friday – The star of today’s show is two-fold.  Breakfast burritos for dinner (I’m non-traditional, what can I say) and the END of the damn heartburn!  It was the summer sausage I’d been eating, not the egg salad.  We’re crossing that little foodstuff OFF the grocery list!

For the breakfast burritos, scramble around a dozen eggs, brown a 12 oz tube of sage breakfast bulk sausage, and mix the two fully cooked proteins together.  Put a spoon of these mixed proteins in a soft tortilla shell (I use the 5g carb ones), add a bit of raw onion, a bit of chopped green bell pepper, a sprinkling of dark green leafy’s of your choice, a few sliced black olives, chunky salsa & sour cream to taste.  This was one of my pre-keto favorite meals, and I’m over the moon to know with a simple modification I can still have it.

Saturday – Egg salad (thankfully heartburn FREE!!!) and not-quite-Glenn’s brats.

Sunday – I really gotta stop experimenting with insanely weird stuff.  I picked up some hemp protein powder, chocolate flavored, blended it up with some water & heavy cream, and….EWWWWWW.  The stuff was grainy.  I spat out little bits of hemp fiber the rest of the day.  But it was OK, because I ended up not leaving the house all day.  In fact, I didn’t even bother to change out of my jammies.

The reason I didn’t leave the house?  I didn’t know that the Park & Rec department had sponsored a bike race from 11am to 9pm on Sunday.  I also didn’t know that the parking lot I usually keep my car was smack dab in the middle of the race route.  But…a little sunshine with this setback was I got to watch, from my living room windows,  extremely-well toned men (and women) race down the street like demons.  Front Row Balcony seating (with air conditioning) for the kids race.  The various sets went on All Day Long.

 

Monday – I.  Wanted.  Chicken.  So I got one of the good, marinated chicken breasts from the local Pick & Save, roasted it up, paired it with more sauteed green beans.  Killer Dinner!

Tuesday – F*&&^^!!!!  –  S*+^&^%$#!!!!   –  A@#$#$!!!!  –  B@$%&#$@#!!!!

I’m a little frustrated with work – so it felt good to let off a little steam.  Sadly, booking a ticket for the next flight to the left coast so I can kick my boss in the butt (REAL hard!!!) is unrealistic and would get me fired, so the next best thing is comfort food.

In my book up to this date – comfort food equals carbs, which will derail my ketosis.  Hmmmmmmmmm.

I settled on a walk, down to one of my favorite bar & grills in the downtown area:  Mainstream.    While I’m fairly familiar with their menu, I took a quick browse through the online version, to plan out exactly what I’d be putting on the bunless burger I needed.

Swiss Cheese

Lettuce

Tomato

Pickles

Bacon (definitely a requirement tonight!)

Fried Onion

Bell Pepper

And a generous shot of Spicy Brown Mustard.

The waitress was a bit taken back when I placed my order – but, then again, I was 1) ordering more stuff than can reasonably be piled between 2 pieces of bread without making a huge mess, and 2) I worked up the the finale of my order  with “OK…now here’s where it gets a bit weird…” before I asked her to have the grilled bun and the home made chips put in a take out container (I can’t eat these, but everyone else in the household can – so why da hell not???)

The waitress understood once I told her “I don’t do carbs…but everyone else at home does…”  That’s all it took to get complete understanding.

What was presented to me for dining was delightful.  The cook spread the lettuce on a real plate (usually, they serve in those plastic basket-thingies) centered the burger on top, and then piled on the ordered toppings.  She spaced the pickles out in a ring around the edge of the plate.  And added the mustard in a plate-spanning star shape.  It was BEAUTIFUL!  And filling.  And the comfort food I really needed.

My only regret?  That I didn’t bring my phone to snap a quickie shot of the plate before I dug in.  The presentation deserved to be shared on the WWW.

Next time (and there WILL be a next time, believe me!) I’ll rectify that.

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Creamy is Dreamy

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Well – last week, I said I was determined to have coffee-flavored whipped cream.  I actually did a Mad Max Fury Road-style witness demand.

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I did it.

It took a whole lot of cream – 1/2 cup, to be exact, in the bottom of my blender cup.  A full tsp of my Mocha Java Mio followed.  The blender was dutifully dunked to the bottom of the cup, and the switch pushed.

Little, itty bitty splatters worked their way up the side of the cup and out, coating the blender stick, my hand, and the ‘in the wrong place at the wrong time’ coffeemaker sitting oh so innocently on the counter.  BLARG!

I hate making a mess when making something sweet in the kitchen.  All those little droplets of coffee sweetened cream WASTED?

**sob**

**sniffle**

I…need…a….tissue…

Sorry…was overcome for a minute…now, where was I?

Oh, yea…

Oddly enough, I had to lift the blender off the bottom of the cup – which stopped the spatters, and quickly turned my liquid cream into thick, fluffy whips.

Extremely quickly – I couldn’t believe how fast this little blender did its job.

I also couldn’t believe how quickly the stuff vanished…

It.  Was.  Delicious!!!

 

This week, I’ve been fighting the return of my heartburn.  Yea…I did kinda brag about it last week, and Murphy, damn his hide, shot me in the ass for it.  The heartburn revolves around either 1) the egg salad I’ve been making, or 2) the summer sausage I’ve been taking to lunch, or 3) the combination of both these proteins in my stomach at the same time.

At least I haven’t had any huge cravings for formerly sweet and/or savory stuff lately – and I’ve stuck within my daily numbers all week long 😀

 

Here’s week three in review:

Thursday fell into pretty ‘normal’ patterns – the kids & I had to run to the store (sigh…again) and we picked up some steaks.

Friday:  I.  Went.  To.  A.  Pizza.  Place.  There’s a new restaurant just around the block – and the SQO was in the mood for pizza, so we walked down and got a pair of pies.  Mine was a Greek Veggie Pizza.  Once I slid the toppings off the crust onto one of my low-carb tortillas – I was free & clear.  And…nom.

Saturday:  Coffee.  Whipped.  Cream.  ‘Nuff said…

Tubrine 2Sunday:  Strangely enough, I only ate 2x today, and was thoroughly fed.  I think it helped that I was equally engrossed in making a turbine out of jump rings and scale mail scales.  Crafting gets me into the ‘zone’ where food no longer exists 😀

Monday:  I’ve found another new way (well, for me, I’m sure someone in the culinary world has thought this up) to do my evening vegetable.  Frozen green beans, a good dollop of butter, and 2 cloves of garlic – sauteed quickly to get the heat through the ice in the beans, but not enough to make ’em mushy.  A bit of salt & pepper – I could eat beans like this for EVAH!

Tuesday:  Laundry night.  Now…while we DO have a washer & dryer in the basement of my building, the kids & I prefer to go offsite to do our washing. (yes…we’re weird).  Laundry night is also Take Out night…we usually buy burgers or subs and eat at the laundromat.  Tonight…we went to this sub shop called Jersey Mike’s – you can get any of their sandwiches ‘in a tub’ – making it into a salad.  And, bonus, Jersey Mike’s has a wonderful nutrition section of their website.  Simple to pull the numbers off the web.

Wednesday:  **Sigh**

This is the third day in a row where I’ve had heartburn after lunch at work…getting frustrated on this whole egg salad thing.   Might try eliminating the mayo all together, and whisking up an English Salad Cream instead.

 

Salad CREAM??? You ask?  If you’re not a die-hard Brit, I can understand the confusion, as this is one of those regional ‘class-identifying’ condiments from across that big pond we call the Atlantic.  It sounds interesting, though, and certainly Keto-friendly, so I’m willing to give it a go…and I should be able to scale it down to the 2 eggs I use for egg salad.

Until next week, here’s the Salad Cream recipe I found on the big-ole’-web.

English Salad Cream

The stuff:

  • 6 -8 free-range fresh eggs
  • English mustard or Dijon mustard
  • salt
  • pepper
  • vinegar, of your choice
  • single cream
  • lemon juice (optional)

The Build:

  1. To start you will need to hard boil some eggs, I normally do 6 or 8 depending on the size of the egg. (Fresh salad cream will only last for about 3 to 4 days in the fridge, so it’s pointless making a huge batch.).
  2. Boil the eggs for about 10 minutes then place in ice cold water to cool. Once cooled remove the shells and slice in half, place the yolks in a bowl and wrap the whites in cling film and place in the fridge, you can do something else with them.
  3. To the egg yolks add a teaspoon of English or Dijon mustard, a pinch of salt and pepper, and a splash of vinegar. You can also add a sqeeze of lemon juice too if you want. Blend all these together to form a thick paste. Now start to add some cream, do it slowly and keep mixing. You don’t want the sauce too thick or too runny.
  4. When you think it’s nearly at the right consistency, stop and do a taste test. Now is the time to add more mustard or pepper if your taste buds demand it. Finish off by adding a little more vinegar until you acheive the right consistency.
  5. Of course if you don’t want to add more vinegar add a little more cream, as I said earlier this is a flexible recipe so make it how you like it.
  6. Store in a clean jam jar in the fridge for up to 3/4 days. Use in sandwiches, salads, dips, dressings etc.

 

Tune in next week for all the fabulous results….

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Just how low can you get?

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20.  That’s low.  For carbs…

 

Last week, I went on a rampage about Coke and my ass.  The two have spent way too much time in each other’s company lately.

That’s changing.

I’ve been researching the low carb lifestyle for a bit, inspired by a friend of mine on FaceBook who’s been Keto’ing since January.  She’s a bit of a foodie, and she kept posting pictures of all the stuff she’s been doing in the kitchen.

I’ve decided to join her.

The eating style called Keto (short for Ketosis) has diners limit their carbohydrate intake drastically.  It also puts some limits on protein – and allows you a metric ton of fats per day.  My personal numbers, based on a calculator I found:

120g fat      25g carbs     100g protein                 per day

According to the calculator, this will put me at a moderate caloric deficit, in which my body (once it reaches ketosis) will start to burn my personal stores of fat.

Although ‘store’ is really too light a word – My personal fat stores are somewhere between a WalMart SuperCenter and the Mall of America’s available merchandise.

So almost a week on the low carb thing – how did I do?

Saturday:  A dry run, to see if this was feasible.  I made it to around 1pm, then dug out the leftover Chicken Noodle Soup from the ‘fridge.  Hello, Carb Bomb!  Did some grocery shopping to be better prepared for tomorrow.

Sunday:  Did pretty good.  Any ‘diet’ that allows me to eat bacon in the morning is my kind of diet…Stayed on target for total carb intake, went over on protein, low on fats.  Howinhell am I gonna eat that much fat???

Monday:  Missing bready things.  Why do the bready things not love me anymore?  Tried to make a bready-muffiny thing (Kitchen of Horror, anyone), got disgusted, ate some more bacon.  Bacon ALMOST made things better…but the cheese sauce I made to pour over my nighttime veggies made up for it.

Tuesday:  Back to work.  Bacon and no bready things in the morning (I miss my morning toaster-waffle).  Sausage, cheese, and cauliflower dipped in ranch dressing for lunch.  Tried to make an avocado chocolate pudding (Kitchen of Horror, take II).

Have I mentioned I HATE Avocado?  Getting desperate for enough fats…

Turkey burger with lots of cheese melted on top, slathered with real mayo & spicy mustard.  Bacon for a side.  Maybe I CAN do this thing, after all…

Wednesday:  I made a ‘potato’ salad with cauliflower instead of starchy potatoes.  It was sooooo yum I couldn’t eat all of it.  Taking the remainder to work tomorrow.  I’m starting to feel confident in doing this keto thing!

And that brings us to today.  Maybe I’m in the throws of the dread ‘Keto-flu’.  No matter how much fat I shove into my stomach, I can’t get full…and I want a freaking Coke.

So I made Coconut Butter Bombs instead…coco butter bomb 2

These delightful little high-fat, sweet & nutty morsels may have just saved me from a full-blown Coke-fueled rampage through the bakery department at Woodman’s, Pick-N-Save, Costco, WalMart AND Aldi’s.

I still have to tweak the recipe a bit, as coconut butter is a bit grainy.  Maybe a touch more coconut oil, and a bit more heavy cream, to smooth things out…if you want to tweak my beginning work – let me know how it goes?

I can also see the appeal of melting extremely dark chocolate over the top.

Coconut Butter Bombs
1 cup coconut butter
3 TBSP coconut oil
21 drops SweetLeaf ™ chocolate Stevia Drops
1 tsp vanilla
1 TBSP heavy whipping cream
slivered almonds
shredded coconut (unsweetened)
Directions.
Melt coconut butter and coconut oil in a double boiler until liquid.  Add stevia &
vanilla.  Mix to blend.  Turn off the burner under the boiler.  Let the batter sit in its
hot pan of water, and prepare your mini muffin cups.  Put a sprinkling of slivered
almonds in the bottom, a sprinkling of shredded coconut on top.  Put the cups on a small
pan so you can easily transfer to the freezer.
Back to your mixture, add the heavy whipping cream.  The batter will immediately
thicken.  Stir until glossy.
 pour equal measures in the cups  & freeze until firm.  Makes 17 portions
 PER PIECE:    Cal  122        fat 12g        carb 1.2g        prot  1.35g

Reblog: Peasant Bread

The T&T will never be mistaken for a foodie blog – but as my waistline will attest, I LOVE to eat.  And who doesn’t love a warm-from-the-oven homemade bread?  I will certainly be trying this awesome recipe out soon!

SAMSUNG CAMERA PICTURESLet’s just hope my kitchen doesn’t look like this when I’m finished…

via My Mother’s Peasant Bread: The Easiest No-Knead Bread You Will Ever Make.

Thinking of Lard

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Me…ice water challenge…last summer

For clarity – I.  Am.  Fat.

I am not overweight.  I am not undertall.  I am not large, rotund, or whatever other polite phrasing can be employed to describe the mass of my body.

I.  Am.  Fat.

But I’m not unhealthy.  The ticker still works.  The mind is sharp as a tack (granted, a little rusty, but I digress…).  The plumbing takes what I eat and converts it to energy and waste products without bias or complaint.  I take zero prescription meds or supplements.  I will occasionally cop to taking an analgesic for various aches and pains that come from 29+ years walking this Earth, and fully admit that I’ve slowed to a leisurely pace in my daily activities.

Now, If you believe the health fascists out there – I should be either dying, or dead. I should be regularly pestering my doctor about this ache or that pain.  I should never leave his office without making a new appointment.  I should be on several prescription medications to moderate my heart, my blood pressure, my cholesterol, my glucose levels, my emotional stability, and my bowels.

And I should be TERRIFIED by the horrible spectre of aging, determined to beat it off with a large, heavy object.

Wait – I AM a large, heavy object! 😀

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Taco quiche…noms

It doesn’t end there, unfortunately.  According to those ‘in the know’ in Public Health, I should also be regularly beating myself up over what I choose to put in my mouth, and self-flagellating over my lack of determination in the gym.  And for the icing on this cake (mmmmmm – cake….) my doctor, my publicly-elected officials, and the public at large should all be more than happy to assist in my flogging.

for my own good, of course…

Why is everyone in the field of Public Health worried over what I do with my body?  It’s not their body – it’s mine.  They don’t feel the ache in the back that comes from sleeping flat.  They don’t feel the stubbed toe.  They don’t have to clean the glasses that perch on my nose.  They don’t know that Orange Milano cookies are a confection that makes my tongue sing in joy, and Sauerkraut and Dumplings is the traditional Christmas dinner of my family.

They refuse to acknowledge that I am a thinking adult, capable of making my own decisions, and living with the consequences of them.

Everywhere I turn – there they are.  Bemoaning the health of our nation.  Wringing their hands in agony over the obesity epidemic, the smoking epidemic, the sugar epidemic, the lack of proper funding to assist them in the wars they are waging on health and decency and common sense epidemic…

Oh…wait…no…that’s accurate.  Nevahmind…

Waving around another half-baked study which tells the masses that they are doing it all wrong! even though it was their advice in the first place.

Fat is bad for you!                                                          Not ALL fat is bad for you!

Eggs are bad for you!                                                    Eggs are good for you!

Alcohol is evil!                                                            A glass of wine may have benefits.

Smoking,       salt,           sugar,          trans fats,             cholesterol,             tri-glicerides

QUAKE IN FEAR, PUNY MORTALS!!!!!!!!! 

Sorry – I’m too busy being irritated…

There is a rather old bit floating out there on the ‘net about ordering pizza after the scourge of “Public Good” has convinced the masses that what they do is for ‘your own good.’   I’ll leave it to you to decide if this is just ♦bullshit, or just ♦around the corner.