I was wheezing, and moaning, and stumbling around the house
like an old person. Around 7 o'clock last Saturday evening, the realization
hit, that I am an old person. Not old old, but old-ish. It didn't please
me.
How I got to this realization was part of a larger one that unfolded before my eyes throughout the entire day. I'd decided to invite my dad over on Sunday, July 2nd, so that he could see the new deck. Since he was coming, naturally, I was going to serve a nice lunch. And as long as he was going to be out here, I thought it would be a good opportunity for him to see his grandkids, the great grandkids, and my aunt and her friend, John, and celebrate his birthday. There would be 10 people in all, and I told myself that it was going to be casual, and simple. I truly believed that was the case. Why then, I had to eventually ask myself, did it take me the entire day to do casual and simple? How is it that a simple meal can be so much work?
Everything that could have gone wrong, did. I decided to make hamburgers and hotdogs ahead of time, grilling them, and then placing them in a pan of barbecue sauce so that I could simmer them slowly the day of the party; they would be delicious by lunch time, except, of course, for those that not only slid off of the plate and onto the floor, but that I kicked into the hallway on my way to the grill (Note to self: clean floor).
I decided to make some sort of brownie/candy bar dessert. I hate baking, so making dessert is torture for me. I would rather have a root canal than bake. I decided to adapt a recipe that I had found online. The recipe called for a layer of marshmallow fluff. No problem, I had a jar of that in the pantry. I checked the date when I took it out. It was fine, it had six months to go before expiring. It was surprising to me then, that when I took the lid off and peeled back that waxy paper that covered the top, that it was like glue, and not fresh glue, but really old glue. I tried to pull it out, and it snapped right back. That would not do. So I needed to make my own marshmallow cream. At this point, I was beginning to realize why simple food is so difficult. As it turned out, that didn't work out so well either, so I used miniature marshmallows, warming them and spreading them as well as I could, which, let me tell you, was not at all well.
I decided to do a layered salad, naturally giving my own special touch by chopping and toasting pecans to add to the mix. One of the layers called for Parmesan cheese mixed with seasoned salt. Aha, that was what I needed from the grocery store, seasoned salt. My swollen and throbbing feet did not want to find their way into shoes in order to run to the store, so I had to make my own.* No problem, I had all the ingredients, but I had to make my own. Yes, the light had dawned, as to why this is so much trouble.
How I got to this realization was part of a larger one that unfolded before my eyes throughout the entire day. I'd decided to invite my dad over on Sunday, July 2nd, so that he could see the new deck. Since he was coming, naturally, I was going to serve a nice lunch. And as long as he was going to be out here, I thought it would be a good opportunity for him to see his grandkids, the great grandkids, and my aunt and her friend, John, and celebrate his birthday. There would be 10 people in all, and I told myself that it was going to be casual, and simple. I truly believed that was the case. Why then, I had to eventually ask myself, did it take me the entire day to do casual and simple? How is it that a simple meal can be so much work?
Everything that could have gone wrong, did. I decided to make hamburgers and hotdogs ahead of time, grilling them, and then placing them in a pan of barbecue sauce so that I could simmer them slowly the day of the party; they would be delicious by lunch time, except, of course, for those that not only slid off of the plate and onto the floor, but that I kicked into the hallway on my way to the grill (Note to self: clean floor).
I decided to make some sort of brownie/candy bar dessert. I hate baking, so making dessert is torture for me. I would rather have a root canal than bake. I decided to adapt a recipe that I had found online. The recipe called for a layer of marshmallow fluff. No problem, I had a jar of that in the pantry. I checked the date when I took it out. It was fine, it had six months to go before expiring. It was surprising to me then, that when I took the lid off and peeled back that waxy paper that covered the top, that it was like glue, and not fresh glue, but really old glue. I tried to pull it out, and it snapped right back. That would not do. So I needed to make my own marshmallow cream. At this point, I was beginning to realize why simple food is so difficult. As it turned out, that didn't work out so well either, so I used miniature marshmallows, warming them and spreading them as well as I could, which, let me tell you, was not at all well.
I decided to do a layered salad, naturally giving my own special touch by chopping and toasting pecans to add to the mix. One of the layers called for Parmesan cheese mixed with seasoned salt. Aha, that was what I needed from the grocery store, seasoned salt. My swollen and throbbing feet did not want to find their way into shoes in order to run to the store, so I had to make my own.* No problem, I had all the ingredients, but I had to make my own. Yes, the light had dawned, as to why this is so much trouble.
By the end of the day (and that day ended after midnight), my
feet ached so badly that I could hardly make it to the bed. I had yet to clean
(I feel the same about cleaning as I do about baking), so would have to rise
early to do that, before picking up dad. If I were having a dinner party, it
would be no problem, that's what dimmer switches are for, but you cannot hide
any sins when you have a lunch.
As it turned out, the party was a huge success, the day perfect, the food yummy, and everyone particularly enjoyed the brownies. Here is the recipe. Word of caution: buy yourself some fresh marshmallow cream.
As it turned out, the party was a huge success, the day perfect, the food yummy, and everyone particularly enjoyed the brownies. Here is the recipe. Word of caution: buy yourself some fresh marshmallow cream.
Brownie Crunch Bars
Adapted from a recipe on My
Incredible Recipes
Bottom Layer
Middle Layer
1 Jar Marshmallow Crème
Top Layer
2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 cup peanut butter
1 cup peanut butter
3 cups Rice Krispies
Line a 9"x9" pan with aluminum foil, leaving a 2" overhang on either end. Spray with PAM; set aside. Bake Brownies as directed on box; cool.
Spread Marshmallow Crème over cooled brownie layer.
Place chocolate chips and peanut butter in a medium-sized microwave-safe bowl and microwave in 30-seconde intervals, stirring after each (this took me a minute and a half), until melted and creamy.
Stir in Rice Krispies; spread evenly over Marshmallow Crème.
Cover and chill for two hours before removing from pan using the foil "tails," and cutting into squares.
Yields 24-36 bars depending upon how big you like your squares. (I cut mine small, as you can see, because they are very rich.)
Line a 9"x9" pan with aluminum foil, leaving a 2" overhang on either end. Spray with PAM; set aside. Bake Brownies as directed on box; cool.
Spread Marshmallow Crème over cooled brownie layer.
Place chocolate chips and peanut butter in a medium-sized microwave-safe bowl and microwave in 30-seconde intervals, stirring after each (this took me a minute and a half), until melted and creamy.
Stir in Rice Krispies; spread evenly over Marshmallow Crème.
Cover and chill for two hours before removing from pan using the foil "tails," and cutting into squares.
Yields 24-36 bars depending upon how big you like your squares. (I cut mine small, as you can see, because they are very rich.)
*Should you find yourself in a similar situation, you can get
the recipe for homemade seasoned salt here.
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I can almost taste those. I love any combination of marshmallow fluff and layers of chocolate. Do the Rice Krispies stay fairly crisp?
ReplyDeleteI relate to feeling old. My mind and my body are not in tune with one another! Sometimes when I see someone my age, my first thought is "I don't look that old do I?" Lol!
Love what I can see of your mug!
I've never thought about grilling burgers ahead of time and simmering them in barbecue sauce - brilliant!
We will just love y our Brownies, they look amazing! Thanks so much for sharing with us at Full Plate Thursday, have a great weekend and come back soon!
ReplyDeleteMiz Helen
What a time you had. But it seems that when one tings goes wrong everything does.
ReplyDeleteSo glad that the lunch was a success. The brownies sound wonderful and thank so much for the recipe.
Did everyone like your new deck?
Have a relaxing week.
Mary
Sounds like quite an adventure! Glad the party turned out great!
ReplyDeleteLooks wonderfully indulgent!! Thanks for sharing at the What's for Dinner link up!
ReplyDeleteHi there, nice to meet you, thanks for sharing this to die for brownie recipe, can't wait to try it! Lisa@ Sweet Tea N' Salty Air
ReplyDeleteYour luncheon sounds like many of mine--try to keep it simple but it never turns out that way! I have the problem that half my family eats gluten free which often means double preparation of food. These brownies sound really good for the family that can eat gluten--maybe I can adjust the recipe for the gluten free members too!
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