Peanut Butter Cookies

I think peanut butter is something you either love or detest.

Register me under “Love.”

This recipe from Real Simple magazine is gluten-free and quite tasty.

It only requires 6 ingredients!

Even I can handle this.

What you need:

  • 2 cups creamy peanut butter
  • 1 cup light brown sugar
  • 1 cup white sugar
  • 2 eggs
  • 2 t baking soda
  • 1 t salt

What to do:

  • Preheat oven to 350 F.
  • Mix everything.
  • Drop spoonfuls on cookie sheet and bake 10-12 minutes.

My friend described these as “just like my grandma used to make.”

While I generally prefer a soft, chewy cookie, these are on the crispy side but still quite good – especially for being gluten-free.

Some excellent mix-ins:

  • Mini Reese’s peanut butter cups
  • Chopped salted peanuts
  • Chocolate chips
  • Peanut butter chips
  • Crushed potato chips
  • Crushed toffee bars
  • All of the above 

 

 

Lunchbox

Trixie’s lunchbox felt unusually heavy when I took it out of her backpack on Friday night.

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I’d dutifully packed a cheese sandwich, apple and a Gogurt (a questionable take on yogurt) that morning.

But the nighttime weight far exceeded the tally of the above.

What could be in there?

In retrospect, the answer should have been obvious.

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Glittery sneaks and a My Little Pony. Plus a plastic Easter egg. Duh. 

My Kind of Town

Today I’m heading to Chicago – one of my favorite cities – for a work trip.

The schedule is busy, but I’m hoping to sneak in a few runs along Lake Michigan, which is just as close to a perfect place to run as I can imagine.

I’m also staying at a hotel I love, not only for the great views of the lake and Navy Pier, but also for their outpost of the divine Bliss spa.

Huge bonus is that my awesome friend K – also a Fancy Lady Doctor – is staying with me. We’re going to a play on Saturday night starring her niece that features Shakespeare with puppets. I don’t what’s in store beyond that, but I’ll let you know how it turns out.

Other items on my checklist: Chicago-style pizza (natch), Garrett’s popcorn, and hopefully a stop by Frontera Grill. 

So excited!

 

 

 

 

 

 

$4 Toast

Are you following any of this designer toast debate?

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I can’t say it any better, so I’d encourage you to read this post about why the $4 toast meme symbolizes so much.

Here’s a more comical take on the subject, as well as a great April Fool’s prank about a Toast Making School. (Their slogan: “Why pay $25 for a slice of toast when you can learn to make it at home?”)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wardrobe Kit

I went gaga over the new Splendid wardrobe kits when I discovered them yesterday.

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This capsule collection – available for $198 – is a wardrobe in a box, containing four of Splendid’s best sellers:

  • Gray tank top
  • Black light jersey short sleeve U-neck top
  • White light jersey long sleeve scoop top
  • Venice stripe long sleeve pocket tee

I love this so much! This totally feels like my new uniform.

The second part – and this has me uber excited – is that this is just one of three wardrobe kits that were announced.

The other two are subscription services to receive either three months of tank tops (first month is black/white/gray and then two additional shipments of two seasonal color tanks, for a total of seven tanks). Second is for the popular U-neck tops (black and white the first month, then two more shipments of two seasonal color U-necks for a total of six tops).

 Swoon.

 

Sayre’s Law

Ever Patient Spouse and I were discussing an email from the children’s school last night, in which a moderately contentious issue appeared to have taken an epic turn.

I don’t have skin in the game, so it was “meh” to me.

He reminded me that this is an example of Sayre’s Law, which, in a nutshell, is this:

“In any dispute the intensity of feeling is inversely proportional to the value of the issues at stake.”

Isn’t this true?

A corollary of the above phrase is this:

The politics of the university are so intense because the stakes are so low.

Agreed!

Mystery Flavor

Last night I took MGM (6) and Trixie (5) for some overdue haircuts.

While I drive two hours to a chic but unpretentious salon in a metropolitan area to get my own (relatively boring) hair done, they go to Great Clips.

(Yes, I’m horrible. I know).

But they love the lollipops they get at the end of the cut. That’s worth $11 right there.

Trixie was done first and went straight for a butterscotch lollie.

MGM picked the infamous “Mystery Flavor.”

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I’ve often wondered what this was.

Dum Dums haven’t changed much since the bank my parents used in the 70s liberally distributed them when you went through the pneumatic tube-equipped drive-through.

And long last, here’s the truth: “Mystery Flavor” arises during a line change-over, when one flavor becomes the next. It’s the tail end of Flavor A combined with the beginning of new Flavor B.

As such, “Mystery Flavor” ever evolves. It’s a practical touch for the company, but a bit of a let down nonetheless.

Here’s the explanation from Mental Floss:

Some Dum Dums have wrappers with question marks where the flavor is normally printed. This was a marketing idea that made the production process run more smoothly and made eating Dum Dums more fun. The Mystery Flavor pop is a mixture of two flavors that come together when the end of one batch of candy meets the beginning of the next batch. Rather than shutting down to clean out the candy equipment between flavors, Spangler turned lemons into lemonade and made pops out of the combination of flavors – the tail end of the old, and the beginning of the new. The candy lines keep running continuously, and the Mystery Flavor pops are a surprise treat every time.

P.S. I’d still vote for “Cream Soda” as my favorite.

P.P.S. The Dum Dums site reports “Bacon” as their most requested new flavor.

 

 

 

 

Misdirected Anger

Scene from last Friday, as I was driving the kids to school.

“Train in Vain” comes on satellite radio.

MGM (6): “This song sucks!”

Me: (Dumbfounded. Not sure how to respond).

  1. Should I chastise MGM for using an ugly, quasi profane word?
  2. Is the rage better directed at myself, from whose lips I am confident he first heard that slur uttered?
  3. Or should I berate him for denigrating The Clash? Because “Train in Vain” definitely does not suck.