I broke my foot on Saturday! This probably means good things for readers of my blog, because it's going to force me to do a lot less running around and being busy and a lot more sitting down and working on projects to pass the time, which means I'll have a lot more to talk about here on Scrimpalicious.
Today, I'm sharing a recipe for Apple Cake. I wish I had pictures to show you, but we ate this thing so quickly that I didn't have a chance. I originally found the recipe on AllRecipes.com, but it was cloyingly sweet and very high in fat, so I modified it. This variation on the recipe is property of your truly.
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Showing posts with label Dessert. Show all posts
Recipe(s): Strawberry Rhubarb Dessert
This week's CSA delivery included a pound each of rhubarb stalks and strawberries. Well, every Mrs. Scrimp knows what to do with those two fresh ingredients... make a pie!
I knew I'd be doing it as soon as I picked the food up on Friday, but I also knew that Mr. Scrimp and I would be camping in West Virginia for the weekend (I came home with literally eighteen--eighteen! I counted!--bug bites on my right arm alone, and that's after practically bathing in citronella). So, I washed and dried the rhubarb and put it in the fridge, and I washed, hulled, and halved the strawberries and froze them for the weekend.
On Sunday, we were invited to a barbecue, and I knew it was time for some pie action. But I had no recipe... so, I made up my own.
I knew I'd be doing it as soon as I picked the food up on Friday, but I also knew that Mr. Scrimp and I would be camping in West Virginia for the weekend (I came home with literally eighteen--eighteen! I counted!--bug bites on my right arm alone, and that's after practically bathing in citronella). So, I washed and dried the rhubarb and put it in the fridge, and I washed, hulled, and halved the strawberries and froze them for the weekend.
On Sunday, we were invited to a barbecue, and I knew it was time for some pie action. But I had no recipe... so, I made up my own.
DIY Maraschino Cherries
There are few drinks more evocative of childhood than a Shirley Temple. I can remember countless trips to restaurants with my grandparents and parents, plunging my fingers as discreetly as possible (read: not very discreetly) into the icy depths of my ginger ale to fish out the impossibly red cherry at the bottom.
Even as an adult, I'm a huge sucker for maraschino cherries. However, I rarely eat them because they're full of sugars and dyes and weird things, and I never buy them.
But I see no reason not to buy fresh cherries, and if I happen to also buy a little maraschino liqueur to soak them in for a few weeks? Oh well. I will blame NPR, because they're the ones who told me that I could make grown-up, original-style maraschino cherries at home and forgo the gross processed stuff.
(Note: for readers with kids who don't want to give them alcohol-soaked cherries, the page also has a non-alcoholic version of the recipe)
Even as an adult, I'm a huge sucker for maraschino cherries. However, I rarely eat them because they're full of sugars and dyes and weird things, and I never buy them.
But I see no reason not to buy fresh cherries, and if I happen to also buy a little maraschino liqueur to soak them in for a few weeks? Oh well. I will blame NPR, because they're the ones who told me that I could make grown-up, original-style maraschino cherries at home and forgo the gross processed stuff.
(Note: for readers with kids who don't want to give them alcohol-soaked cherries, the page also has a non-alcoholic version of the recipe)
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