Friday, July 03, 2009
Anyone who has read around here for any length of time knows that July 3rd is a cursed day for us here at Diva Ranch. Well, usually. Last year we managed to avoid anything cataclysmic happening, though, so this morning dawned hopeful that we would avoid the curse once again, thus making it a two-fer.
No such luck.
All morning, while I have
played around on Facebook done laundry and cleaned house, Kady has been begging me to make Rice Krispie treats with her. Now, I have very bad luck with Rice Krispie Treats and have absolutely no idea why. I consider myself to be pretty durn skilled when it comes to All Things Kitchen, but these little marshmallowy delights absolutely refuse to turn out when I make them.
Once, I made a batch and put them in my fancy Pampered Chef bread tube that everyone in the universe has used to make pretty shaped treats. Everyone said "Oh yeah, just butter the tube, press the mixture in and let it set up. Then you just push it out the end, slice it up and you have pretty treats!" Paul was impressed at my desire to make snacks to pretty. Well, he was impressed until I called him into the kitchen where he found me standing there, tears streaming down my face, bread tube in one hand and hammer in the other. Then he just laughed. Years later I can as well, but then? Oh then, I was devastated. It took us half an hour to chisel and hammer and pound and curse the cemented treats in that tube and at that point when we only got out one little chunk, I just ran a sink full of water and stuck it down in there to soak the mess out. It took two days.
I have tried making them on the stove and in the microwave. I have considered hiring them made and am not above buying them. But today my little bug just really wanted to make 'em with her momma.
Would you like to see what happened today?
You can see here I have the standard ingredients for making Rice Krispie Treats - Rice Krispies and marshmallows. Can't get much simpler, right?
Okay, I melted my butter in the bowl like the directions said and then added the required 36 large marshmallows and then microwaved them on high one minute. When I pulled them out to stir (as directed on the package) they didn't look melty at all. So back in the microwave for 30 more seconds they went and I knew that it was those last 30 seconds that was going to turn them into a melted delightfulness of sugary goodness that was needed to mesh with puffed rice cereal to make my youngest child happy.
After a combined total of FIVE MINUTES of microwaving they never fully melted. Apparently someone switched my marshmallows with silicone.
And see how my Kadybug looks now? Isn't she JUST PITIFUL?
Yes, the Curse of the 3rd lives on. In my kitchen.
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