Happy Birthday U.S.A!
Happy Birthday, 236 years old and you are still looking good America! This is the first year since I was 12 that my hometown is not putting on a fireworks show and I’m not sure what to do with myself. I had plenty of cooking to do today and had the time to try out a couple of new recipes from some library cookbooks. First up, totally easy, totally tasty Confetti Orzo salad, courtesy of food.com.
The next two recipes weren’t as quick. I have been excited to make crackers for a while now and I finally had a recipe in front of me to try. The Joy the Baker cookbook is at home with the rest of my library books and so many of the recipes look absolutely amazing. The recipe for flax crackers, uh…not so much. I did use some chia seeds instead of all flax, hence the little black specks you see below. I’m not giving up on homemade crackers just yet, but I won’t be trying these again. You can google “Joy the Baker Flax and Pepper Crackers” and you’ll find many of bloggers pleased with their results, just not me!
The fig jam however, I loved! The recipe is from Nadia G’s Bitchen Kitchen cookbook and out of a recipe called Egg White with Caramelized Onions and Homemade Fig Jam. Mouthful, eh? Jam is so easy to make and now that I am grabbing the hang of it, I think I’ll be filling my fridge with more and more jars of jam. Start jammin’ my friends, it’s so easy.
One winning recipe from Joy the Baker’s is for her green smoothie. I have tried many a green smoothie and while they all taste good, they usually taste pretty healthy too. This version has magical secret ingredient that changes the drink for the better. Ready for it? Peanut butter! Try adding a bit of peanut butter and honey to your next green smoothie. I think the key to a good, creamy green smoothie is also non-dairy milk. I prefer almond.
I mostly wanted to stop in and say hello today, I don’t have recipes to share, I just wanted to tell you about my food for the day. I hope you had a safe and happy Independence Day! Gotta go finish my dad’s homemade ice cream. What I mean is, the ice cream he made for us, I’m not eating out of my dad’s dessert bowl.