Showing posts with label Molasses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Molasses. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Molasses Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies


The weather's turned crisp and the leaves are growing crunchy, and while I'm no fan of the pumpkin spice craze, when I discovered frozen pumpkin in the freezer, I knew it was time for a batch of cookies. 

I found a recipe online, and then tweaked it by substituting molasses for some of the sugar, replacing a quarter of the flour with whole wheat, and pumping up the spice level. 

My beloved likes her cookies in the style of crisp English biscuits, but once in a while I indulge my predilection for the soft, cakey variety, and that's what you'll get with this recipe. The molasses provides an earthy fullness, the whole wheat offers a bit of texture, the chocolate introduces a melting quality, and you're left with a slight afternote of heat from the cayenne. A thoroughly satisfying, thoroughly fall treat.

Let me know if you like them!

INGREDIENTS

1 cup pumpkin puree

½ cup molasses

½ cup granulated sugar

½ cup oil (canola or vegetable)

1 teaspoon vanilla

1 large egg

2 teaspoons baking powder

½ teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon cinnamon

¼ teaspoon ground cloves

¼ teaspoon all spice

¼ teaspoon cayenne pepper

½ cup whole wheat flour

1½ cups all purpose flour

½ to 1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips

DIRECTIONS

Combine all ingredients except the flour and chocolate chips. When well mixed, add both types of flour and continue blending. When the flour has been incorporated, stir in the chocolate chips. 

Plop by tablespoon or a smallish cookie scoop onto a parchment-lined baking sheet.

Bake at 375 degrees until tester comes out clean; around 10 to 12 minutes, depending on cookie size.


Tuesday, November 12, 2019

On Gingerbread and One Humped Camels

My how things have changed.

According to the Food Timeline, gingerbread has been around for centuries, but has shifted and changed with the times, as most things do. 

For example, in the 1930s it was credited with saving marriages.


All Alice had to do was buy a little black satin number and make the dessert her questionably devoted husband enjoyed as a boy in his plantation home. Whoosh! All lustful thoughts of Bonbon Betty Thornton fly out the window!

Here's another happy couple thanking Brer Rabbit for their marital bliss.


The creepy bunny seems to have pulled the kids in too.


Rabbits are not the only animals to be associated with molasses, and therefore, with gingerbread.

Enter the dromedary. 


And not just ANY one humped camel. This one is an angelic dromedary who talks to pictures of the mothers of dead presidents.


Good old George just can't resist Momma Washington's gingerbread.


Apparently Queen Elizabeth  liked gingerbread men, which eventually increased their popularity, and changed the recipe. This waving gingie interested me because of the mysterious holes in his hands:


Why does he have holes in his hands?

Gingerbread houses appeared on the scene after Hansel and Gretel were popularized. What child wouldn't love a book with a cover like this:


(Night terrors anyone?)

Here's a version that I might really try:


It's made from the real stuff rather than the cardboard slabs of "gingerbread" bought in a kit at Le Boutique Big Box. 

Humans could actually consume it.

And that brings us to today. Or at least, to 2006, when the world's largest gingerbread house was constructed.


I brought a plus-sized roll of Pillsbury Gingerbread Cookie dough the other day, with no plans for what to do with it. Maybe I'll create a mini replica. I think Brer Rabbit, the Dromedary, and the Doughboy would all be proud.