Birthday fudge!

I’m in my PJs by seven o’clock and, if possible, in bed by nine o’clock; I prefer the taste of coffee over the taste of wine; I find myself jumping to the worst case scenario or believing crazy conspiracy theories; and, I catch myself singing song lyrics incorrectly and in a odd singing voice.

So, I must ask myself the question that I have been terrified to say aloud:

When did I become my mother? 

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I suppose my fate was inevitable and becoming my mother isn’t the worst thing in the world; not only is she incredibly generous, but she is one of the strongest people I have ever known.  Caring for our family is no easy feat (as this household is packed with personality), and every day, she does so with ease.  Although my mom and I may bump heads (a lot), I think it’s because our personalities are the perfect blend of too similar and too different.  And as far-fetched as some of her life lessons may be, she has taught me some valuable ones, ones that help me thicken my skin when the world acts petty.

So today, while many are going out to celebrate Cinco de Mayo, we are celebrating my mother’s birthday. Well, that is IF it’s not down pouring outside (her request, not mine).

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Being in the full swing of pre-Adoptathon-Bakeathon, I had to make sure my mom received a special treat of her own.

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One of my mom’s favorite snacks is pistachio nuts; I knew that if I was going to make her anything, I wanted to incorporate this.  Let me tell you, there is nothing more fun than unshelling 3/4 cups of pistachio nuts, only to find out that you could have bought them unshelled.  For my mom, though, it was well worth it!

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My mom is not the biggest fan of sweets, always preferring to go for a salty and savory snack instead; I thought a combination of the two would be the perfect birthday treat.  Attempting to double boil 20oz of white chocolate, 3 tablespoons of butter and 14oz of sweet and condensed milk in my tiny double boiler proved interesting.  However, I was lucky enough to get through this feat without any spills or drips.

I was pleased by the result: a sweet and savory craisin and pistachio, white chocolate fudge. My mom was happy too, quickly packing up half of the fudge to take with her to work.  It’s funny, it reminded me of when we were kids and used to bring treats in for our elementary school class.  Oh, to be young at heart. Happy Birthday Mom!   

Mom and Nanny Crazy

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What the fudge?

This was a new and odd predicament I found myself in.  There I stood, Sunday afternoon (post-yoga) and I had no idea what to bake!  Although the berry cake was enjoyed at the studio, with temperatures finally beginning to rise, my berry cake quickly turned into a melty-mess.

It was quite gross. 

With the changing of the seasons, I realized I needed to switch up my baking tactics; it was time to move away from the luscious treats and towards treats that were easily pop-able, less guilty, and ones that could be easily refrigerated.

Still at a loss at which direction my baking venture should take, Tommy had no problem throwing down a challenge: something with peanut butter.  Peanut butter is a dangerous venture for me, especially since I killed half a jar of it this past Friday with a spoon.

I try to stick to (somewhat) healthy-ish eating habits, but when it comes to peanut butter, all self-control goes right out of the window.  However, I was up for the challenge.

Tommy had suggested peanut butter sugar cookies, but I quickly shot that down.  After our Volunteer Brunch, I was a little sugar-cookied out (because if you’re going to do peanut butter sugar cookies, you need to do them right – with peanut butter or Nutella frosting and all).  Finally, we came to an executive decision: peanut butter fudge.

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Resisting the urge to dive face first into this delicious beauty, the fudge was easy enough to prep and make.  Before popping the fudge into the fridge, I decided to make a thin layer of dark chocolate ganache to go on top (because there is no better combination than peanut butter and dark chocolate)!   

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Peanut Butter fudge was definitely a good call; my manager and I suffered from a post-brunch daze all week, and looking ahead, this week will be full of Adoptathon prep, Adoptathon itself, and my mom’s birthday!  Since there will be plenty of baking coming up in these next few days, I am glad that a simple recipe was decided upon for yesterday.  Not only did it give me a chance to mentally tune-out and movie marathon Rogue One and the Hunger Games, but above all else, I could finally relax.

Well, if relaxing is even truly possible for me.