Peanut Brittle is not something I make very often. I don’t know why I don’t make if often, it’s actually pretty simple. There is more margin for error in this recipe than in some of my other candy recipes.
This recipe is a favorite no matter where I serve it. It is also one of those food I try not to keep laying around the house as we eat far too much of it when it’s here.
There are recipes around the internet that do not require a candy thermometer, but this is not one of those. I cook mine until it reaches the hard crack stage. I prefer this method as it avoids the dreaded “too chewy” brittle.
Spiced crackers have many versions and many names across the cooking blogosphere and home kitchens. These are probably called “those crackers you make for Christmas gifts” more than any other name in my house. But, these are good anytime and I didn’t want to ban them other people’s houses just during the holiday season.
These crackers are very easy to make and definitely more frugal than anything loaded with chocolate or nuts. Packed into small baggies, the crackers make a great filler for a cookie tray that has a small space left and you are out of cookie cooking or candy making steam.
Larger containers of spiced crackers can work as a stand-alone hostess gift. I have used these crackers for both purposes.
There are probably thousands of some variation of this ground oatmeal, chocolate chip cookie running loose in the world. There are probably as many stories out there as to where this recipe even originated. I first ran across a version in Ann Hodge’s Beat This! Cookbook back in the day when I collected cookbooks.
I don’t believe this recipe actually hails from Neiman Marcus, Mrs. Field’s, or anywhere else. I just know the urban legend that surrounds it. Regardless, this makes a great cookie. I usually serve these with hot chocolate New year’s Eve, unless of course I have made homemade cinnamon rolls.
When you make it, do not leave them in the oven longer than stated in the recipe, or any other version of this recipe you find. It will turn into a moon rock. This cookie will also go stale FAST, so be prepared to eat them the day you make them or have room in the freezer to put them up before they have a chance to dry out.
Sweet Tea is about as southern as you can get. Tea is one of the most popular drinks in the world, up there with water, coffee, and beer (which are all things I love). You can go to every single restaurant south of St. Louis and find yourself a pitcher of sweet tea. As someone who isn’t from the south, I thought sweet tea was strange since every table also has a fair number of Sweet’n Low, Equal, and raw sugar packets. I always assumed everyone added sweetener to their liking. Southerners typically don’t like a touch of sweetness in their tea, we like it pretty darn sweet.
My mom often made sun tea growing up. Nothing is more memorable than mom making a big container of tea, sitting it on the porch, and letting it bask in the sun all afternoon. Mom would take the warm container after sitting in the sun for a few hours and toss it in the fridge. I can still have childhood memories of the summer sun shine on my face while drinking a refreshing glass of sweet sun tea. Nothing says summer like sweltering heat and an ice cold glass of sweet tea in a mason jar.
You need three things to make sweet sun tea: black tea, water, sugar, and a glass container.
The recipe I use for Pecan Tassies is old. It was given to me by my mom who got it from my grandmother or an aunt. It is one of the very first “complicated” recipes I attempted to make after I had a few years of cooking experience. I was still pretty inexperienced at this point. I remember being so careful and cautious, and they turned out. But it took me all day the first time. Times have changed, I am more about speed and taste these days!
I used to make these for my grandpa. He never asked for much, so anytime he had a request for Pecan Tassies, I made them. I was one of the few in the family that would make them for him. They are time consuming to make. I always felt like they were a labor of love.