• refrigerator bran muffins

    For about five days or so, chocolate cake has been on my brain. Specifically, Amanda Hesser’s Chocolate Dump Cake with Chocolate-Sour Cream Ganache. I found my way to the recipe via an interview that Luisa linked to on her blog, but only yesterday did I find my way into the kitchen to actually bake the cake. It was simple to make, and the ganache was a dream to work with. I was all sorts of excited; if it tasted as good as it felt under my knife, I’d have a real winner of a new recipe.

    Turns out, I don’t really like the cake. My husband kinda strongly dislikes it (the ganache in particular), and I haven’t run it past the kids yet. I suspect they’ll be (at best) ambivalent. So much for a new cake to get all giddy over, sigh.

    My family was much more excited about the muffins I made for breakfast the other morning.

    I’ve had the recipe for years, but I’ve only made them a couple times, which is kind of ridiculous since they’re so fabulously easy, delicious, and convenient.

    The muffins get their bran-ness from bran flakes the cereal, not the grain (as these muffins do). All the ingredients get whisked together and then the batter can be stored in the fridge for up to six weeks. In the morning, plop the batter into muffin tins, pop the tins into the oven, and then go about your business bossing kids, picking up socks, emptying the dish drainer, and making lists (or whatever it is you do to get ready for the day). Twenty minutes later, it’s breakfast time.

    We ate the first round of muffins with butter from the cow that my daughter has been milking. The butter was a gift from the neighbor lady, and oh my, was it ever good. The kids slathered it on their muffins real thick, and I didn’t say a peep. There’s something wholesome about homemade butter that negates the fatty consequences, don’t you think? (Later, I melted down the remaining bit of butter for the waffle batter. When my children discovered what I had done, they were outraged. You wasted it! You can’t taste it in the waffles! I wanted to EAT it! I guess I won’t be making that mistake again.)

    Refrigerator Bran Muffins
    Recipe from our friend Wilma.

    The recipe calls for Raisin Bran cereal, but I used just plain old bran flakes.

    3 3/4 cups (7 ½ ounces) bran flake cereal
    1½ cups sugar
    2 eggs, beaten
    ½ cup oil
    2 cups buttermilk
    2½ cups flour
    2½ teaspoons baking soda
    1 teaspoon salt
    ½ teaspoon cinnamon
    1/4 teaspoon each allspice and cloves

    In a large bowl, stir together the bran cereal, sugar, eggs, oil, and buttermilk. Whisk in the dry ingredients. Store the batter in an airtight container in the refrigerator for up to six weeks.

    To bake, fill greased (or lined) muffin tins three-fourths full with batter and bake at 375 degrees for about 20 minutes. (If baking a batch with the freshly-made—not-yet chilled—batter, bake time should be only about 15 minutes.)

    Yield: approximately two dozen muffins.

    P.S. Completely off-topic, but check this out: the infamous Harry Met Sally scene (you know the one)…in real life in the real café. (Thanks, Cup of Jo!)

  • the quotidian (11.11.13)

    Quotidian: daily, usual or customary;
    everyday; ordinary; commonplace
    Bouquet from my younger daughter. 
    (Can you guess what the yellow frondy plant is?)
    Sunny kitchen spot(s).
    A calculating competition.
    Brilliant Mother Move of the Week: unpacking (er, dumping
    an entire garbage bag of Legos on my bedroom floor.

    Our very own Mrs. Doubtfire.
    Listening and learning: music for the Christmas play.
    Cheesy discovery: a new store that sells blocks of Feta for less than five bucks.
    Bedtime milk: raw.
    The children drink with an enthusiasm that would make Heidi’s grandfather proud.
    (The neighbors are teaching my older daughter to milk their sweet Jersey. Exclamation points would not do justice to my daughter’s—or my own—unbridled enthusiasm, so I left them out all together.)
    Wednesday night, 7:30.
  • maple roasted squash

    Digging for Recipe
    a one-act play

    Scene
    It’s evening, in a church’s fellowship hall cram-packed with tables and metal folding chairs. I am sitting at a table, friends across from me, friends beside me. Friend A, let’s call her Tina, takes a bite of some squash cubes she has on her plate.

    Tina: Wow… (moan) … wow.

    Friend B, let’s call him Matt: The squash? Oh, yeah. I made that.

    Me (fork hovering over Tina’s plate): Can I have a taste? (Jab. Pierce. Chew.) Okay, Matt. What did you do.

    Matt: It’s just some butternut squash that I roasted in the oven.

    Me: It’s more than just squash, Matt. Come on.

    Matt: No, really! I just tossed the squash with olive oil and salt, added some garlic—

    Me: One clove? Two? Minced?

    Matt: Two? I don’t remember. Minced, yes.

    Tina: There’s an herb…

    Matt: Oh, some rosemary.

    Me: Dried or fresh?

    Matt: Dried. It’s what I had.

    Tina: But it’s sweet!

    Matt: Oh, yeah. Towards the end I drizzled in a little maple syrup. Squash gets sweeter the longer it sits, and since the ones I was using were new, I thought some syrup might help.

    Me: How much syrup?

    Matt: I don’t know! A drizzle!

    Me: (piercing glare)

    Matt: A tablespoon, maybe? Two tablespoons?

    Me: Anything else?

    Matt: No, that’s it.

    Me: Are you sure?

    Matt: Yes! That’s it!

    Maple Roasted Squash
    Matt’s recipe. But that was already obvious.

    I’ve made this roasted squash twice (and still have no pictures of the final product). My mom and my husband were both
    impressed. My husband said he had never eaten squash that tasted so
    good. Also, I took a crockpot load to a potluck. The dish came back
    empty.

    I love to serve this squash as a side to a bean meal. With corn tortillas, it’s the holy trinity of food. Because foods that grow together—and everyone grows squash, beans, and corn together—tastes good together. But you knew that, right?

    So far, I’ve only used maple sugar, not syrup. Also, I always double the recipe.

    1 large butternut squash
    1-2 cloves garlic, minced
    1-2 tablespoons olive oil
    ½ teaspoon dried rosemary
    lots of salt
    a couple tablespoons maple syrup or maple sugar

    Wash and peel the squash. Chop it into medium-sized cubes. Discard the seeds and pulp.

    In a large bowl, toss together the squash cubes, garlic, olive oil, and rosemary. Sprinkle liberally with salt. Tumble onto a large baking sheet. Roast at 400 degrees for 20 minutes, or until nearly fork tender. Remove from the oven and drizzle/sprinkle with syrup/sugar. Return to the oven and roast another ten minutes or until tender. Serve hot.