No, you’re not having deja vu …. if this dish looks familiar to you it’s because I first posted it here last July and I still remember the day quite clearly: I ate the photo shoot for breakfast and made no apologies.
Even though I love trying new recipes, I’m bringing this crisp back out today. It’s the perfect time to make it – blueberries and peaches are on sale, it tastes like summer, and it’s easy like Sunday morning! I can’t think of a more perfect dessert for weekend entertaining.
Did anyone catch June’s issue of BonAppetit — the one that featured a cover photo of the stunning Gwyneth Paltrow, aka Mrs. Chris Martin? Did it strike anyone odd that the uber-buff GP would be square on the cover of a foodie magazine? ‘Cause I thought it was weird, m’self. I figured the new editor at BA must have some pretty low standards, kissing up to a superstar by giving her the cover shot. And then I started reading. And it turns out the model/singer/actress is also a pretty amazing homecook. Huh.
We have here a dessert that’s simple and down home and it might just be the easiest no-bake cake I’ve ever made. It could easily win the title of “World’s Least Pretentious Dessert”.
My youngest had a terrible day yesterday. Actually, her day was humming along just fine until around 3:30, when we pulled into the neighborhood after school and drove past her best friend’s house. And she spotted the newly planted First Weber sign square in the front yard. And it didn’t click immediately in her 10-year old brain what that sign meant, exactly. As I watched her in the rearview mirror, my heart sank right along with her jaw. The realization hit her. And the panic set in.
The title of this post could have easily been “Toffee Crunch for Ding-a-Lings”, “White Trash Toffee”, “Trailer Trash Toffee”, or “Dump-it-in-the-Trash-Before-I-Eat-Anymore Toffee”. Take your pick. Just take some, please!
It will give me such great comfort if the following scenario has played out at your house at some point this summer:
“MOM, I can’t find my (lost item)!! I think (name of younger sibling) took it again! (He/She) is always taking my stuff!” You then assist in an exhaustive search, and discover that the ‘missing’ item has been in the accuser’s own bedroom all along, and had he/she picked up his/her clothing and bath towel that morning (as you had requested), the lost item never would have gone missing in the first place.
If you’re looking for a refreshing treat for the Holiday weekend, it’s your lucky day. And if you want it to be simple, easy, and fun to make at the same time, I’ve also got you covered!
But if you want it to be neat, tidy, and mess-free to assemble (jeepers, demanding much?) –- well, I make no promises. Not to dissuade you from whipping up this delicious dessert, but my hands and white t-shirt are now stained a vivid purple.
I have no frugal dinner suggestion to speak of today.
Because the nightly news, the DJIA, and the Brewers have me feeling like the apocalypse is drawing near.
Because I feel like planet earth is about to implode in an earthquaking, oil-slicked, Icelandic-volcano-ash-plumed ball of flames.
Please, please make this cake immediately! Carrots are on sale, people! They’re an excellent source of antioxidants and vitamin A, for pitty’s sake! A big hunk of cake pairs swimmingly with a glass of calcium-rich milk! And seriously, do you really need a reason?!!
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