Anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.' - Isaac Asimov
I was thinking of the immortal words of Socrates, who said, "... I drank what?"
I have a funny story that goes with this recipe: Back when I was married and my kids were young, my folks were coming to visit after the "no eggs" ban. I thought I'd make the pickled beets and eggs for my dad as a special treat. They were in a huge container in the fridge. I was in the basement hanging laundry on a rack directly under the fridge and I heard a crash and purple juice started dripping down onto the clean laundry. My daughter had gotten curious, dropped the heavy bowl, ruined the pickled beets and eggs, ruined the clothes, and stained the wood floor. I screamed out my frustration (in the basement, not at her) and gave myself laryngitis and wasn't able to talk for the duration of my parents' visit.
Count your blessings!
Que me amat, amet et canem meum
(Who loves me will love my dog also)
I checked the bottle (Mrs. Wage's brand), and it reads - ingredients: spices. so helpful
... but I just looked on their website, and the ingredients listed there are: Cinnamon, Allspice, Mustard Seed, Coriander, Bay Leaves, Ginger, Red Pepper, Cloves, Black Pepper, Mace, Cardamom.
I made these on Thursday, and we went out of town so they sat and soaked until we got home this afternoon. The egg color is amazing! Oh, and they taste good, too. Thanks for posting the recipe.
Thanks! I made them just with bay leaves, cloves, and cinnamon and they are incredible. I'm a big fan of cardamom and mustard seed, so I may play around with this recipe.
Count your blessings!
How about a nice story, AND a recipe?
My best friends from college are still just that -- nine of us, scattered from New Orleans to Maine along the East Coast, frequent girls weekends, etc.
One of our group is very sadly awaiting a heart transplant in an East Coast hospital, where she has lived for about five months, interrupted by many major tachycardias and other life threatening events. She is very high on the list at this point, but it is still quite a terrifying and anxiety provoking for her. She is attended by a team of staff, nurses, physicians who make you very very proud to be an American ... the absolute best our country can produce in terms of care, compassion, medical genius.
So, we friends were searching for a means to let our friend know we were thinking of her every day, apart from merely sending emails or cards saying that literally.
I came up with the idea of a cookie contest, "graded" by her nurses, doctors and visitors on silly scorecards I made up. You got points for being timely, sending an attractive package, and of course, taste, texture and appearance. We had a blast, as did everyone. The "competitive", self-mocking emails flying around were frankly hilarious and gave us all a shared conversation that didn't have to dwell on the very difficult circumstances of The Patient's daily life and uncertainties. And the cookies were amazing!
So enough story (though I'm writing a little recipe book for all of us at bookemon.com, which is incredibly fun and easy place to publish your own cookbook, ladies!) ...
Mint Cookies for a Friend in Need
3/4 cup butter
1 1/2 cup firmly packed brown sugar
2 T water
2 C chocolate chips
2 1/2 C flour
1 1/4 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
2 boxes Andes Chocolate Mints
Melt the butter, sugar and water together. Add the chocolate chips until melted. Cool for 10 minutes. Then beat in the eggs and dry ingredients. Chill the dough. Roll it into balls. Bake them on a foil lined cookie sheet for 8-10 minutes at 350. Once baked, melt the Andes candy on the hot cookies and swirl with a spoon.
The competition was brutal...so you should try this recipe.
(My entry was Chocolate Peanut Butter Bars with Pretzel Shortbread Crust, from foodporndaily.com ... they were amazing ... and I didn't place in the freaking top Three!)
jlcaaz: what a great story! My friend just celebrated his one year anniversary of his double lung transplant. I know the difficulty of hoping someone dies so your friend can live. Its a horrible selfish prayer. Praying for a heart for your friend.
The cookies sound like something I'd make and not share with a soul!