All posts filed under: Pastry

All That Lemony Goodness – Lemon ~ Raspberry Thumbprint Cookies

  ” I want a cookie…” Generally speaking, those four words don’t usually raise shrieks of alarms in your head. But, then again… you don’t live up on the hill here at Turtle Creek; where everything tasty is filled with things that are taboo – and the list of things we can’t eat grows like that Creeping Charlie out in the garden. But, I do my best to make life here a little less sucky. I decided to try and make homemade cookies… something I’m not particularly good at. And since 100% of the really good cookies have butter – it’s not been something very high on my list… You know,  since lard cookies taste like crap. Thankfully, one day when I was griping about the lack of good butter options for the severely lactose intolerant,  someone (I’m sorry, I really don’t remember who pointed me in the right direction) asked if I had ever tried Cultured Butter. For those of you not in the know, Cultured Butter is Fresh cream butter to which lactic acid cultures have …

Altered States

Before you go and get all self righteous on me about overly processed, preservative laden canned goods… Yes, I used readi-mades – occasionally. Why? Because they can be particularly handy, and because not everyone has the time, talent and ability to do everything from scratch – but everyone has the right and duty to serve their family something more than just microwaving a pizza. I like to show that canned goods are just as good of a jumping off point as fresh ingredients…. in some things. I’m a sucker (with a capital G) for those tubed sweet rolls. The gooey cinnamon rolls are good, but I especially loved the orange ones as a kid. Maybe it’s because my taste hadn’t changed, maybe it was because they were always waiting on me at the breakfast table when my dad didn’t really feel like cooking breakfast, maybe it was because it was my job to squeeze the little pouch of overly orange flavored icing over the still-warm-from-the-oven pan. Whatever the reason, I still crave them today. Unfortunately, they don’t taste like they …

Sleepless in Sweet Rolls

It was a sleepless night. I’m obviously still battling the remnants of whatever lung crud I got into 3 weeks ago. Along with the recent rash of rejection emails, it has destroyed my regular sleep cycle, making me irritable, cranky and down right mean. I’ve taken to lobbing insults at wrong numbers, stopping in at the gas station down the street to daily complain about his prices (seriously, he’s 10 cents higher than anyone else), and chasing down the wood rabbits with the car on the way home (I’ll get one….eventually). So when my night’s sleep ended 45 minutes after it began, I was fit to be tied. I keep a list in the kitchen of new recipes to try, gluten-free work-a rounds for some friends, and prepackaged foods to make from scratch. Since sweet slumber wasn’t happening, I figured I could at least be productive… besides, the frequency of wrong numbers after 1 am is nearly non-existent. So I thought I could scratch one off the list. When we were kids, Pillsbury made an …