Not Your Mama’s Recipe!

I have reworked the original recipe that called for 2 cups of sugar. Make these with the best quality ingredients. This recipe contains Peanut Butter.

In a heavy bottomed sauce pan combine and stir together:

1 cup sugar
Pinch of salt
3 Tbls. butter
1/2 cup milk

Bring to a boil and cook a minute or so then add:

1 oz. chocolate
1/2 cup Peanut butter

Stir as the chocolate and peanut butter melts.

Bring back to a boil then turn off the heat and add:

1 tsp. Vanilla extract
2 1/2 cups Oatmeal flakes

Stir in quickly until the Oatmeal is fully coated. Drop by spoonfuls onto wax paper and cool. Very hot! Think molten lava! Let them cool and set. Makes 2 dozen.

By request I am publishing an interpretation of an email I sent over a year ago regarding an incident with my mother. Sand, this one’s for you…

I took my mother to the oral surgeon first thing this morning to have two infected teeth removed. Since her Mastoid ear surgery a couple of weeks ago, she can’t hear much at all.

While we were anxious in the oral surgeon’s waiting room, a yearling child was vocalizing happily just out of our sight-line in the large area.

My mother leaned to me and said,

That’s pleasant to hear.

Oh, you can hear that? Good.

After a couple of minutes Mom said,

It’s a man, right?

What?

It’s a man screaming.

What man?

The screaming.

After skipping a beat,

It’s a baby talking

I said, while pointing to the right of the waiting room.

Mom pointed to the left, saying,

Isn’t it a man screaming in the dentist chair?

No, it’s a baby talking.

Poor Mom had been sitting, waiting to have two teeth pulled, listening to a grown man scream in the dentist chair.

Well, men are big babies anyway…

…was all she had to say about that.

I have altered this photo to try and enhance the prints in the snow.

You can see that this trail is used by different animals over different periods of time.

I told her I was supposed to put it under my pillow. Everyone knew that!

Mom said The Tooth Fairy was very busy and we should help her out by making her job easier, and she wouldn’t wake me retrieving my tooth from under my pillow.

Three mornings in a row I awoke to see my tooth still where I left it. Mom said The Tooth Fairy was very busy and she would get to me as soon as possible.

On the fourth day I awoke to see my tooth still beside me on the nightstand. The magic had dulled by this time, and I wasn’t surprised. It was a school day and I heard Mom climbing the stairs to come wake me. Depressed, I rolled over and pretended to be asleep. I didn’t want to go to school. Mom came in my room and then left again. I heard her going down the stairs. I didn’t understand and I rolled over…

My tooth was gone. A quarter was there instead. The truth slammed into my brain. Mom was the tooth fairy. And she was too busy to get to me for four days…