I recently inherited my great-grandmas recipe collection. It is so amazing to have her handwritten recipes. She was an amazing cook and an even better baker. Since baking is not my forte, I wanted to take some instruction from her little box. This morning I was looking through the recipe box and I found one titled "Mother's spiced oat cookies." Since her mother would be my great-great-grandma, I felt I had to give it a try. Sorry but there will be no recipe attached. This one holds too much nostalgic value to share outside the family. Any Witt's are welcome to it (message me if you want) but no one else! It may seem kind of hateful to share this moment without the recipe but I couldn't help but record it. Tasting these cookies has brought so many memories back to me. Baking with her recipe makes me feel close to her. Plus it resulted in some delicious cookies!
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
No More Frozen Dinners!
Salisbury Steak
Salisbury steak has always been a favorite of mine but I've never made it myself. There are special diet restrictions in my house so it hasn't been something we eat often. On occasion, I would settle the urges with a Michelina's frozen meal but they have way too much sodium and not enough filling power. I decided tonight I was going be adventurous and make my own. I thought maybe it'll good or maybe it wont. I had no intention when I began to blog this recipe. But it was DELICIOUS! There were no left overs and my husband said to definitely put it on the "repeat list."
Here is the recipe:
1 lg egg
1/4 c milk
2 tsp / 1 tsp Wildtree Onion Blend
Pinch of salt and pepper
3 tsp / 1 Tbsp Worcestershire sauce
1 lb ground beef 80/20
2 Tbsp ketchup
1 pt button mushrooms (sliced)
2 Tbsp light butter
First you mix egg, milk, 2 tsp Wildtree onion blend, salt and pepper, and 3 tsp Worcestershire sauce with a whisk until its all incorporated together. When it is, fold in the meat. Careful not to over mix it. It'll be kind of like a meatloaf. Form the meat into palm sized/shaped steaks. For me, that made 5 patties. Smash them flat because they will plump up as they cook. Brown the steaks on a grill pan (med high) until both sides are beautiful and brown. With the size of mine, it took about 5 min on each side. The caramelization really helps keep them juicy so make sure the pan is hot before you put them in.
While your steaks are browning, the sauce should be made in a different pan. If you used a leaner beef, you probably could do it all in the same but I did not want the extra grease in my sauce.
In a separate, hot skillet (medium heat) saute mushrooms in the butter. As the mushrooms begin to cook down, add the 1 tbsp Worcestershire sauce, ketchup and 1 tsp Wildtree onion blend. You do not need to add any salt or pepper (unless you really want it). The seasoning will give it great flavor. When your sauce is hot and bubbly and your steaks are brown, transfer the steaks to the sauce pan (leaving as much grease as possible out of the sauce). Cover and let it simmer for about 20 minutes.
Like I said, the size of my steaks equaled 5 steak patties. I served mine with oven roasted veggies and 1 steak was plenty for me. My husband ate the rest! The nutritional data below, courtesy of MyFitnessPal, is based on 1 steak and the veggies are not included.
I hope you all try this and enjoy it as much as we did at my house! They were perfectly juicy and seasoned. Enjoy!
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Not Your Grandma's Banana Pudding Cake
I'm not usually one to blog recipes but some of my closest friends asked me to start posting some of my low-carb, diet-friendly recipes. So here is my first...
If your grandma cooks like mine, everything is filled with whole eggs, butter, heavy cream and 100% deliciousness. My banana pudding cake will taste like grandmas, but without all the extra fat and calories. I promise this is one you will want to keep handy. It's so easy and delicious! You will need:
1 box of sugar free yellow cake mix (I like the Pillsbury sugar free mixes)
2 ripe bananas (the riper the better)
1 cup of water
2 cups cold low fat milk
1 small box of sugar free banana cream pudding
First, break up bananas into chunks and mix with water. They don't need to be all the blended together just enough to make sure the bananas won't clump up the batter.
Next, slowly add the dry mix. Careful not to add too quickly or you will be covered in powder! Your batter will be thicker than a normal cake and that is OK. I promise it will be moist and delicious!
Once your batter is thoroughly mixed, pour into a greased 13x9 baking dish. A trick (from Paula Deen) is to drop your cake pan onto the counter a couple times to get all the bubbles out. Bake at 325 degrees for 30-35 minutes.
When the cake comes out poke LOTS of holes in it with the tooth pick. There should be plenty of holes. This allows the pudding to soak up into the cake making it extra delicious.
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After your holes are made, let the cake cool for only a few minutes while you whisk the pudding into the milk. Whisk until just before it starts to thicken. The pudding should still be loose enough to spread over the cake. It will set pretty quickly once it is on the warm cake.
**Optional addition is to add mini chocolate chips as a topper. It adds a little more texture and chocolate can't make anything bad. It is NOT included in my nutritional calculator.
You can serve the cake warm or cool which ever you prefer. Serves 10. I plugged the information into MyFitnessPal and here the nutritional data is here for you. Hope you enjoy!
If your grandma cooks like mine, everything is filled with whole eggs, butter, heavy cream and 100% deliciousness. My banana pudding cake will taste like grandmas, but without all the extra fat and calories. I promise this is one you will want to keep handy. It's so easy and delicious! You will need:
1 box of sugar free yellow cake mix (I like the Pillsbury sugar free mixes)
2 ripe bananas (the riper the better)
1 cup of water
2 cups cold low fat milk
1 small box of sugar free banana cream pudding
First, break up bananas into chunks and mix with water. They don't need to be all the blended together just enough to make sure the bananas won't clump up the batter.
Next, slowly add the dry mix. Careful not to add too quickly or you will be covered in powder! Your batter will be thicker than a normal cake and that is OK. I promise it will be moist and delicious!
Once your batter is thoroughly mixed, pour into a greased 13x9 baking dish. A trick (from Paula Deen) is to drop your cake pan onto the counter a couple times to get all the bubbles out. Bake at 325 degrees for 30-35 minutes.
When the cake comes out poke LOTS of holes in it with the tooth pick. There should be plenty of holes. This allows the pudding to soak up into the cake making it extra delicious.
After your holes are made, let the cake cool for only a few minutes while you whisk the pudding into the milk. Whisk until just before it starts to thicken. The pudding should still be loose enough to spread over the cake. It will set pretty quickly once it is on the warm cake.
You can serve the cake warm or cool which ever you prefer. Serves 10. I plugged the information into MyFitnessPal and here the nutritional data is here for you. Hope you enjoy!
Monday, January 14, 2013
My Worth is in Him
Every woman knows the fun-ness that is in pinning pretty outfits, shoes, bags, hair-dos, etc... It is usually something they wish they had. I do it and I could name (though I won't for their own safety) more than five friends who do it as well. When I first joined Pinterest, it was (past tense) a tool that I used to become a better wife, a better mother, and a better person in general. However, it has begun to turn into boards of things that I want but don't have. I even have a board that is titled "things that I want." Pinterest is not bad. I still like Pinterest and will still use it. It is a great way to find inspiration and guidance in all matters of woman. But I will begin to check myself more often that I am not letting my desires for things I can't have consume me.
I have been reading Disciplines of a Godly Woman by Barbara Hughes and I was reminded at just the right moment that what I look like and how I dress does not define who I am. "For you created me in my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made" (Psalms 139:13 NIV). There isn't an abundance of direction from the Bible in reference to dressing but there is more than enough. Timothy directs the church toward Godliness by saying, "Also [I desire] that women should adorn themselves modestly and appropriately and sensibly in seemly apparel, not with [elaborate] hair arrangement or gold or pearls or expensive clothing, but by doing good deeds (deeds in themselves good and for the good and advantage of those contacted by them), as befits women who profess reverential fear for and devotion to God" (1 Timothy 2:9-10 AMP). Timothy is not saying that women cannot wear jewelry or pretty up dos. He is saying it needs to be done appropriately with respect to the situation.
The way we dress should be representation of God's work in our life. That doesn't mean we have to wear over sized unattractive clothing. It means that the clothing should not be the focus of our life. Instead of spending thirty minutes every morning picking the best outfit that makes you superficially feel better about yourself, take that time to put on the armour of God. Pray for his guidance for the day. Clothe yourself in "strength and dignity" rather than silk and stilettos (Proverb 31:25).
This post is more an inward reflection than for anyone else. There may not be a single person that needs to hear this but I know God is putting this challenge on my heart so I will share for anyone that may need it. Give him the glory and recognize that your worth is not in worldly things but in him. I know that by giving God this part of my life, he is going to take me new places this year. I can't wait to see where it is!
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Get off your soapbox
Yesterday a group of 6th grade girls in the classroom asked me what I would do if someone came in with a gun. It's only natural, working in a school, for that question to weigh on your mind but when confronted with the question out loud my mind went blank. I didn't know what to say. I had been trying since I heard the news not to think about it. It turns my stomach to think that kind of evil really exists in the land of the free. But the fact that kids in my home town are asking questions forces me to consider it.
When I start to think about it, as a mother, my heart breaks for those parents that lost their children. As an educator my heart breaks for those that lost their coworkers. As a child, my heart breaks for those that lost their parents. The entire situation is bad, filled with evil.
As Christians, instead of fighting political debates on school safety and gun control we should trying to show love to these people who's world was flipped upside down a week and half before Christmas. Today I actually saw a post on facebook questioning if it even happened. Let us show them the love of Christ and encourage them to accept his unfailing love. We are to show unbelievers God's agape love. It is an unconditional love that heals a broken heart (Ps 147:3). So instead of littering Facebook and Twitter with your political soapbox rants and picture of guns over a banner of the bill of rights, spend that time sending a prayer for the families of Newtown, CT.
If today's your darkest day
And you can't escape the pain
Don't be afraid
He will never walk away
(Fireflight's "He Weeps")
When I start to think about it, as a mother, my heart breaks for those parents that lost their children. As an educator my heart breaks for those that lost their coworkers. As a child, my heart breaks for those that lost their parents. The entire situation is bad, filled with evil.
As Christians, instead of fighting political debates on school safety and gun control we should trying to show love to these people who's world was flipped upside down a week and half before Christmas. Today I actually saw a post on facebook questioning if it even happened. Let us show them the love of Christ and encourage them to accept his unfailing love. We are to show unbelievers God's agape love. It is an unconditional love that heals a broken heart (Ps 147:3). So instead of littering Facebook and Twitter with your political soapbox rants and picture of guns over a banner of the bill of rights, spend that time sending a prayer for the families of Newtown, CT.
If today's your darkest day
And you can't escape the pain
Don't be afraid
He will never walk away
(Fireflight's "He Weeps")
Monday, October 29, 2012
Submission is Not Oppression
Submit: to yield oneself to the power or authority of another...to defer to another's judgment, opinion, decision etc... (dictionary.com)
As a woman educated in a liberal arts school, the word submit took on a new meaning from the one I learned growing up. Growing up in a Christian home with a good, Godly mother as an example, I learned that submission was the natural balance in relationship. Then in college, with a focus on gender studies, I read a lot of feminist prose which influenced my definition of submit. It began to mean to oppress, abuse or enslave. I still enjoy women's studies and I do think that a lot of those women truly felt oppressed but that is the worldly view of submission. When I was in college, I was so determined not to become one of those oppressed women that I actually told my husband on our first date that I wasn't the kind of girl to roll over and follow orders. I said it in a sort of nasty, defensive way so I'm surprised (and very glad) that he stuck around.
After we got married, I realized that my view of submission was not working. Not just in my relationship with my husband but with God. You see, when you define a word like submit for yourself, when I became so determined not to be submissive because I didn't want to be oppressed, I was refusing to be submissive to God as well as my husband. When I realized this and began to submit to God's will, the burden was lifted. I yielded that weight of trying to do everything on my own. The same thing happened with my husband. Being a submissive wife does not mean that I don't get an opinion. It means that I value his opinion. I am not his slave. I am his friend and he is mine. Instead of trying to do everything on my own and answer all the tough questions on my own, we do it together and we are both happier because of it. Mary Kassian was quoted in Disciplines of a Godly Woman as saying:
Believers who cannot submit to human authority do not know how to submit to God, for it is God who demands submission within human relationships. Conversely, believers will be ineffective leaders, incapable of fulfilling human authority roles, until they learn to submit to others. (Hughes pp.37)
We are all called as believers to submit ourselves wholly to God as living sacrifices. It is not our will to be done but his. The relationship of submission in marriage is a practice, or model if you will, of submission to God.
I challenge you to change your view of submission. Do not view submission to others as oppression but view it as sharing the burden. Whether it is submission to your spouse, parent, employer or pastor, submitting brings peace and comfort.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Remember your face
"Therefore, get rid of all moral filth and the evil that is so prevalent and humbly accept the word planted in you, which can save you. Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what is says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. But the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it-he will be blessed in what he does."
(James 1:21-25 NIV)
Why is this so difficult? If you read it literally, the difficult thing to do would be to forget what you look like. This is such a great analogy because it is so hard to forget something you have seen. Have you ever seen something you really didn't want to see? Everyone has so if you said no, you're lying! Old people in their underwear, dog gets sick on the carpet, you get the idea... As you are reading those examples, some image just came to your mind. Right? It is so difficult to forget a visual image. Christians who know what is right but do what is wrong often say, "It's complicated, you don't understand." What is there to understand? That is the point of the story. It should be harder to forget what you look like than to knowling go back to a sinful life. Do what it says. Why is it so hard to stop living adulterous lifestyles? Why is it so hard to share the gospel with others? Why is it so hard to give God some of your time? There is nothign complicated about it.
Follow the word in every way and you don't have to worry about what you look like.
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