Posts Tagged With: dessert

More Than Comfort, It’s Comfortable

Chocolate Brownie Sundae

Chocolate Brownie Sundae – close but not quite what I saw on Facebook.(Photo credit: su-lin)

Have you ever eaten one of those brownie things with a layer of melted marshmallow and a layer of chocolate frosting? Someone posted a photo of something like that on Facebook and I can’t seem to get it out of my head. Like having a song stuck in there playing over and over and over, you just want it to go away.

It brings to mind other delectable ridiculous things I’ve eaten over the years.

I worked at a print shop/weekly newspaper a hundred years ago and one of the guys who ran the big machine that printed everything, oh yeah, a printer… (I can see I need to write a completely different post just on this one job I had once. ) Anyway, this guy used to drop into a local bakery and bring us all back these amazing things called crocodile jaws. It’s a long triangle-shaped donut, sliced open,  filled with jelly and whipped cream and drizzled with chocolate icing on top. Haven’t seen anything like it since I stopped working there. I didn’t ever get the name of the bakery either. What was I thinking!

Lemon Merengue Pie A Go Go

Lemon Merengue Pie (Photo credit: plushoff)

I’m thinking pie. Lemon merengue. Tart, puckery smoothness laying below a blanket of white sticky air, resting gently on a crusted bed. My mouth is watering already.

School lunch ladies were masters at Apple Crisp! Oh. My. Heavenliness!  Apples sliced thin and then encased with cinnamon and sugar and a bit of butter and maybe some nutmeg, then this crunchy topping o’ perfection, followed by a dollop of whipped cream lightly sweetened. I can still, almost, taste that favorite of lunch room miracles.

Creme brûlée anyone? Nothing else in the world is like that carmelized sugar crust on the top of the smoothest creamiest dessert known to man.

Except there were these Olympic cremes Mom used to make from carmelized sugar and condensed milk. Like a caramel, but not chewy, crisp but not crunchy. Melts in your mouth but with bits of sugary grains to let your tongue linger over.

Chocolate Scotcheroos

Chocolate Scotcheroos (Photo credit: capn madd matt)

Scotcheroos. If you haven’t had one of these I pity you. It’s Rice Crispy treats on steroids with chocolate. Booyah! Seriously puts everything else I’ve discussed to shame.

Italian crème cake? Carrot Cake? Strawberry shortcake? Red velvet cupcakes? Angel food cake? Is it possible to go wrong with anything that has cake in the name? I think not.

These are just a few of the wonders my tongue has tasted, the glories mine eyes have seen. Ah, yes, it’s been a delicious, occasionally decadent life at times. Mmm.

The best I have sitting around here? A reduced-fat chocolate ice-cream bar.

I think not.

I’m feeling too lazy to bake anything, or stir anything or go anywhere, so I’m just going to dream of past delights and comfort myself with memories of the loveliness that has passed my lips.

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Oh, Delicious Indecision!

Pumpkin pie, from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki...

Every  year as the Thanksgiving holiday approaches, I have to ask my family this crucial question.  What kind of pie are we going to have this year?  Seems like a simple question, with a simple answer.  But, no.  Not for our family.  My husband says “Pecan” and my son says, “Pecan.”  Then my middle daughter says “Apple and Pecan.”  My youngest daughter says, “Chocolate… and Apple, and I get to help make the Cherry pie this year.”

Then the short debate happens wherein daughter 2 and daughter 3 both claim the other one made the cherry pie last year.  Weaving the lattice top crust is a lot of fun and it looks pretty cool.  Not to mention the filling is the easiest pie we do, open can, dump into unbaked pie crust.

Photo of a slice of coconut cream pie. Taken a...

Coconut cream pie. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

“Doesn’t anyone want Coconut Cream or Banana Cream?” I ask imploringly.  Silly me.  I’m the only one who likes either of those kinds. If I want to, I can make a cream pie.  A bit of whipped cream and a sprinkle of coconut or some slices banana. Nice.

Then someone always says, you should probably make a Pumpkin pie, since it is Thanksgiving.  “But no one likes Pumpkin!” I counter.  “I’ll eat some, says my husband, “And I’ll have some too,” says middle daughter.  “I might,” says my son with little commitment in his voice. A few years ago we acquired a son-in-law who loves Pumpkin Pie.  So if he’s in town, that debate settles itself.  A pumpkin pie goes on the “yes” list.

What about Daughter 1, what kind of pie does she want? Someone invariably asks. That’s my oldest daughter who doesn’t live at home anymore.  Sometimes, I actually call and ask her what kind she wants, but she says, “oh whatever you make, Mom, will be great!”  When she did live at home, she liked to eat some of the apple pie filling before it got baked.  We don’t get to see her for Thanksgiving this year.  Dang.

So I count the votes, “Okay, so that’s one Apple, one Pecan, one Cherry, one Chocolate and one Cream pie.”

“Can’t we have cheater cheesecake too?” My husband asks.  “That’s not really pie,” I say, “it’s cake.”

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Then he reminds me that we always run out of Pecan.  And Apple.  So I add another one of each of those to the list. And, he reminds me that the chocolate sits forlorn in the fridge, untouched.  Chocolate being ignored is a strange phenomenon.  I’ll have to investigate that some time.   So maybe I won’t do the chocolate pie this year either.

I like to fantasize about other flavors; Lemon Merengue, Strawberry, Peanut Butter, Key Lime, Blueberry, Peach. Mmmmm.  But those are for another day.  Maybe a Sunday treat sometime during the year.  I should make a list and magnet it to the fridge so I don’t forget.

The final pie count? 2 Apple, 2 Pecan, 1 Cherry, 1 Cream and 1 Pumpkin.

I like to think of pie as the topping on the whole Thanksgiving day.  A symbol of the richness, the sweetness, and the abundance of my life.  We don’t have everything, but we have all that we need.  Family, friends, freedom, work, meaning, hope.  Life is stuffed full of goodness even when it feels otherwise.  Especially on this singular day of  giving thanks, I celebrate all that is right and good and delicious about my life.

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