The best part about these cookies growing up was their absence of raw eggs. We could eat as much dough as we wanted!
Molasses Cutout Cookies (makes about 48 gingerbread men)
2 ½ Cup Flour (3 ¾ C)
1 ½ tsp. Baking soda (2 ¼ tsp.)
½ tsp Salt (3/4 tsp)
1 tsp Ginger (1 ½ tsp)
1 tsp. Cinnamon (1 ½ tsp)
1 Cup Light molasses (1 bottle 12 oz.)
½ Cup Shortening (3/4 Cup)
2 tsp Grated lemon rind (3 tsp)
Mix dry ingredients together in bowl. Combine molasses and shortening in saucepan. Bring to boil. Cool. Mix in dry ingredients and rind. Chill 2 hours or overnight. On a floured board, roll dough 1/8 inch thick, cutout and place ½ inch apart on greased cookie sheets. Bake in 375º F oven for 8 – 10 minutes or dry on surface. (I find it helpful to bake one test cookie. If indentations from cookie cutter are not visible on test cookie, more flour may need to be kneaded in to get cookie to hold shape. Too much flour will make a very tough cookie. Cookies can be decorated before baking by slicing red candied cherries to make smile, and small currants or ½ raisins for hands, feet and buttons and eyes.)
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
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Thursday, December 2, 2010
I'm just putting this online to let you all know that "Bash Mitzvah" and "Manoshovitz" are names I'm claiming for roller derby this season. I'm not sure when they will be submitted to the twoevils master roster, but I'm a derby girl, so I don't give a crap. Also, totally sad that Matzo Brawl is taken.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
So, I've come to realize that my favorite places to be are the places where I know the people who are serving me. This is my feeling on Myung Ga in Cherry Hill, NJ (outside of Camden), which is a bomb Korean place with lots of veggie options (their web site is ilovetofu.com).
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
I think that even as of a few months ago I felt like I was always apologizing, I was, to draw from some old symbolism of my own, a fetus. Incapable of doing almost anything at work on my lonesome.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
My parents recently sent me a whole Priority Mail box of lemons, and prior to my backpacking trip I made a batch (cooked a little longer at a lower temperature for both chewyness and durability and because the power went out in the process). Lemon bars, after all, are a combination of carbohydrates, simple sugars, bright, bold flavors and pure fat--perfect for any cool-weather camping or backpacking expedition!
No-Fail Fundakowski-Feldman Lemon Barsmakes one jellyroll pan or 9 by 13 pan, makes around 40-50 cookies
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Some people may be surprised to hear that I've never been backpacking before. I am in the car heading to High Point, New Jersey for work. I am hoping I can catalogue the trip well enough to relay in a fun and interesting way. I am thinking really hard about starting a facilitation weblog, if only because I would love to do some presentations at AEE regional conferences, and I think it'd be a great way to roll those ideas around the Internet. Part of me wonders if there are any collaborative blogs or groups of experiential educators who write.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I'm eating leftovers from yesterday's lunch, and just got off the phone with a guy who I'm a big fan of, a vegetarian and veterinarian's son, basically me with a penis. He did a semester in NOLS during college and was an environmental studies major. He's Jewish. I like those things about him. What I don't like is that he lives in Connecticut, and that is not very close to my corner of New Jersey. It's a great distraction though, and makes me want to clean my house, so those things are great.
Clearly, we were not meant to go into NYC.
I stay with Carmine as we get towed to a service station. Dinah, Christine, and Stephanie follow in her Saab. In those three miles, the Saab starts smoking.
Stephanie pops the hood and her radiator hose is completely busted.
George at the service station takes in our fallen Carmine and lends Stephanie a roll of electrical tape so she can make it back from Elizabeth to Newark and then to Stephanie's house in Highland Park.
We go out for some amazing Spanish food outside the Ironbound, and Dinah drops us off at the Rockaway Mall where Afton comes and rescues us, taking us home. We arrive back in Blairstown, sans Carmine, at about 4:45, check in with our supervisor Heather, and peace out of the office, exhausted despite having done no actual work all day sans some driving.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I was going to go on a date Sunday, then came to my senses regarding driving down to Baltimore after a date in NYC and Josh and I met up Saturday night (after I picked up new hiking boots at Campmor in Paramus), we went to a bomb Vegetarian restaurant in Greenwich Village called Gobo, then we hit Smalls, which is a live little hole-in-the-wall jazz club for a really lovely set. I had a really amazing time and am looking forward to seeing this guy again soon sometime!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I have a lot of great people in my life, and I am thankful for those people. However, so many of my friends from school are starting to, or have already moved on. And here I am, getting ready to take one last class, waiting with baited breath on pending student loan applications.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009