Well Butter My Biscuit!

I think in a former life I must have been a southern woman. I say y'all, I like moon pies, I LOVE LOVE LOVE grits, and it is a major life goal to make down right delicious, take back stuff you never stole, mile high biscuits. I've used many recipes, but most of the time I just use the hope and pray method of measuring by throwing stuff into a bowl, ading some Crisco and praying that it turns into soemthing edible. This recipe is my next adventure in biscuit making. It's from Mark Bittman's book. He has great recipes and cooking methods. Its a good bet that they will be topped with lots of butter and either strawberry jam or black raspberry preserves. I'll let ya know how it turns out.

Bittman's Yogurt or Buttermilk Biscuits
Makes about 10 biscuits

2 cups all-purpose or cake flour, plus more as needed (I have regular old AP flour, so thats what I'm gonna use)
1 scant teaspoon salt
3 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
2-5 tablespoons cold butter (mo butter, mo betta!)
3/4 cup plus 2 tablespoons yogurt or buttermilk

Heat the oven to 450 (yes, that HOT!) degrees. Mix the dry ingredients together in a food processor. Cut the butter into bits and pulse it in the food processor until thoroughly blended.

Using a large spoon, stir in the yogurt until mixture just forms a ball. Turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface and knead it 10 times; no more. If it is sticky, add a little flour, but very little; it should still stick slightly to your hands.

Press the dough into a 3/4 inch thick rectangle and cut into 2-inch rounds. (I'm gonna cut mine into squares- I'm a rebel like that!) Put on ungreased baking sheet. Gently reshape the leftover dough and cut again.(no need to do this if you cut squares) Bake for 7 - 9 minutes or until the biscuits are a beautiful golden brown. Serve within 15 minutes for them to be at their best.

I wish I may, I wish I might...

I copied this from www.sweetandsavoryfood.com. I know, I'm so unoriginal. Sorry. I'm tired, its raining and I got up late. but, she has a great blog and some fabulous recipes. Go check it out.

I saw this Wish List idea on another blog the other day and it made me laugh out loud reading some of the responses. It's simple, list 5 things you need/want and explain why. They can be simple, extravagant, or much needed.

This is my wish list:

1. I wish for a new camera. I want to go from point and shoot to SLR with all th fancy lenses. I don't really have a reason, other than I want one.

2. I wish for photography lessons to learn how to use the camera and fancy lenses in with #1. I don't understand the whole F stop, aperature business, so I think lessons would greatly improve my ability to take fantastic pictures.

3. I wish for a real honest to goodness vacation with my husband. It's been an exceptionally trying first year of marriage for us, for many many reasons and we just need to get away.

4. I wish I could lose weight faster. Why? Because I'm a fat ass and I'm tired of wearing fat clothes all the time.

5. Finally, I wish it was the end of the day so I could go home and have a great weekend filled with doing nothing.

What is your wish list?

The long lost blogger is back

...and I'm doing a Random Dozen, from 2nd cup of Coffee's blog.



1. What is one really fast, know-by-heart "go-to" meal to fix in a pinch?
Spaghetti is my real "in a hurry" meal.

2. What is one item you won't leave home without. (Purse and license do not count.)
BlackBerry, aka CrackBerry.

3. Where is one place you never tire of visiting?
My in laws house. I love them.

4. Share one factoid of your family's history.
My mother was born in the upstairs of the bar where I had my wedding reception.

5. Complete this sentence: "Once upon a time I ...."
Thought I had it all figured out.

6. If you could win a one year's supply of anything, what would it be?
Something useful, like coffee or laundry detergent.

7. "One quirky thing you may not know about me is ...."
I like to drink Coke and Orange Jucie mixed together. It looks like liver bile in a glass but I love it.

8. You have one dollar in your pocket. What will you buy?
A bottle of Diet Coke.

9. "One thing that always makes me laugh is ...."
My step son mason's giggle.

10. What is one thing you could do today to help yourself reach a personal goal?
Get off my fat ass and exercise. This 50 lbs isn't going to take its self off.

11. What is one thing you could do today to bless someone else?
Pray for them.

12. What is one thing you're looking forward to soon?
Immediately, the weekend. A little farther down the line, my 20 yr class reunion in June.

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Spittin' out smoke on the side of the road
I'm out here alone just tryin' to get home
To tell you I was wrong but you already know
Believe me I won't stop at nothin'
To see you so I've started runnin'

All that I'm after is a life full of laughter
As long as I'm laughing with you
I'm thinkin' that all that still matters is love ever after
After the life we've been through
'Cause I know there's no life after you"

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Tomorrow is my 1 yr. blogaversary

1 year ago tomorrow I started my blog. Wow. It doesn't seem like it's been that long ago. A lot has changed since then.
Guess you'll have to check back tomorrow to see what I have to say on my blogaversary.
Happy Monday!

Baseball makes me cry

It is that time of year. The leaves are changing color, the air is crisp, apples are being harvested and the WORLD SERIES is about to start. Have I told you that baseball makes me cry? It does, and I don't know why. Even baseball movies make me cry. "There is no crying in baseball!"- name that movie. There is something about the green grass and fresh dirt with he crisp white base lines and the singing of the National Anthem that chokes me up. Every game I have gone to, major or minor league, evokes this emotion. I love sitting in the bleachers (or box seats, how ever it may be) eating a dog, drinking an overpriced beer and singing "Take Me Out to the Ball Game". Some of my fondest memories involve being at a ball park somewhere.
I am a Yankees Fan and I am shameless about it. I have been since I was 11 years old, but not because I loved baseball. There was this boy. It's always about a boy, isn't it? I had the biggest crush on this boy. He had dark hair and blue eyes and he loved the Yankees (and the Dallas Cowboys, but that didn't stick with me) Since he loved the Pinstripe Boys, I did too. We grew up, I grew out of the crush, but my love of the Yankees stuck. I have since friended this "boy" on Face Book (love me some FB, y'all!) and told him this story. He said the only reason he like the Yankees is because his Dad did. Go figure!

In June of 2001 I was in New York to attend a Yankees-Indians game. I was on cloud 9! It had been a life long dream of mine to go to The House that Ruth Built. Only thing was, I was with a large group of Indians fans. I remember the day clearly. I had on a Yankee jersey, a Yankee hat and my fingernails were painted with the NY skyline. On the way to the stadium I stopped and asked NYPD traffic cop for directions. He gave them to me, looked at how I was dressed and said with a heavy NY accent: "God loves a Yankee Fan" and winked his sparkling blue eye.

At the stadium a very large group of very large and rowdy NY Firefighters were having a tailgate party. As our group walked by the firefighters began showing true NY hospitality by telling all the Indians fans to "Go Back to Cleveland- Indians Suck!" All of a sudden, one fire fighter noticed that I was bedecked and bedazzled in all my pinstripe glory and literally snatched me up and took me to their party. I was hugged and kissed and cheered by this group of drunken men. They all wanted to know what I was doing with "that bunch of losers" and decided they wanted to keep me. My poor sister who was on the trip with me didn't know what to do! Eventually they turned me loose because they didn't want me to miss the opening pitch and this was their parting words: "Sweetheart, you're an honorary new Yorker today. Come back anytime!"

We went to the game, I spent an obscene amount of money in the gift shop and the Yankees won. All was right with the world.

Then 9-11 happened. As I watched history unfold on the TV, my thoughts turned to that cop and those fire fighters and I cried real tears as I realized they could be dead. It still breaks my heart.

And so, with the 2009 World Series about to begin, I wonder if those FDNY guys and that cop are gonna be watching down on the game tonight, and cheering on their boys. Cuz you know, God Loves a Yankee Fan.