Its in no way cold outside. I laugh bitterly whenever I hear "Baby its cold outside". I really want some snow. Or at least weather that isn't in the 70s. I have the house opened up, windows open to let in the lovely air. But that doesn't feel right.
I forced myself to make sea salt caramels today. I also made soft pretzels. Next up is sugar cookies and then I am going to try licorice caramels. My mom made licorice caramels one year for Christmas and I have thought of them every single Christmas since. Notice that I haven't whined about them to her. Few people in my family even like black licorice, but my mom does, I do and so does Will. I think Gwennie does as well. (Not sure if I am missing someone who likes it.)
I had a bread machine failure this morning and that didn't help my Christmas-y mood. I moped about it for a bit but then realized it was silly to be mad about it. These things happen. It looks like the caramels worked like they should and I am having the hardest time not cutting chunks off of the cooling caramels.
I think I shall take a short break and lay on the couch, I feel a nap coming on and its hard to deny naps when you are nearly seven months pregnant. Yawn.
2 comments:
YUCK YUCK YUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK (to the black crap you are talking abou)
Gran'pa C always had some black licorice around. That red crap is not licorice. I have to find your mom's recipe and try making some of that. I love black licorice and buy Black Jack gum everytime I see it - yummy stuff.
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