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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Karo pecan and other stuff

Classic Pecan Pie Prep Time: 5 minutes Cook Time: 55 minutes Yield: 8 servings
3 eggs, slightly beaten (or dump everything except pecans and the pie crust together and use mixer)
1 cup granulated sugar
1 cup Karo® Light or Dark Corn Syrup (1/2 regular size bottle) (any corn syrup - this recipe came from Karo, of course.)
2 tablespoons margarine or butter, melted
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 1/4 cups pecans
1 (9-inch) unbaked or frozen deep-dish pie crust
Preheat oven to 350°F.
In medium bowl with fork beat eggs slightly. Add sugar, Karo®, margarine and vanilla; stir until blended. Stir in pecans. Pour into pie crust.
Bake 50 to 55 minutes or until knife inserted halfway between center and edge comes out clean. Cool on wire rack.

(If you get it quite as done as they say, it may dry out and become chewy). Its own heat will finish it cooking usually.) Also, you don't need quite that many pecans.

This recipe is on the Karo bottle and also on the Betty Crocker brand. It's so sweet, it'll set your teeth on edge but I make it a couple of times a year and my kids would be sad if I didn't. Pecans grew almost wild in Arkansas and we just raked them up off the ground. Here they're almost $5/pound.

I have cooked the turkey, taken it off the bone and have it resting in the refrigerator. Made 4 pumpkin and 3 pecan pies. Deviled 32 egg halves. Cooked turkey carcass for soup on weekend. Prepared celery and onions (ruthlessly, Gawdessness) for inclusion in dressing.

The party moved back to my house at last minute otherwise I would have waited until early tomorrow to cook turkey. Jim will do mashed potatos and ham and bring them. It's very confusing. Here will be easier and I've let everyone I can think of know to come on over. I'm happier now. The logistics were getting crazy. Control issues perhaps?

If I seemed a little obsessive about race, it's because there's been a lot of flak in this country about black kids being raised by caucasians. The theory is they will grow up not knowing their heritage. I don't want to be guilty of that. That's what the whole conversation the other day was all about.

Finally finished putting all the girls' camp clothes away and toiletries away. I can see my bedroom floor. Tomorrow, we'll do the fast cleanup on living room that I had put off when I thought we'd be having dinner at Jim's. Get the bikes and extra blankets out of there for the afternoon and turn it back into a living room once again.

Almost 11:00 p.m. I'm going to try for an early (for me) night so we can enjoy tomorrow.

5 comments:

Gawdessness said...

Here, in Canada, for years the mostly white government sponsored the scooping of native canadian children away from their homes and families and putting them into mostly white homes or residential schools. The goal was to eliminate their nativeness and to assimilate them into the prevailing culture of society.

That was wrong.

It is different, in my mind, to raise children to be aware of their heritage and open to exploring and enjoying it.

Angel said...

Happy Thanksgiving Granny :)

L. said...

Happy Turkey Day, Granny! Your cooking preparations sound... a little different from mine (cough, cough).

Uncle Roger said...

Damn, I'm coming to your place next year!

I dunno about Arkansas, but around here, George Washington Carver is as much a part of my heritage as the other GW. And that goes vice-versa for a lot of my friends too.

As for the whole "african heritage" kick -- I know enough to know I don't know near enough about the many, many cultures that make up the African continent... A lot of people (regardless of skin color) wouldn't know an Eritrean from an Egyptian, Ladysmith from Libya.

Mind you, I'm not saying one shouldn't learn more about all of that -- I highly recommend both Eritrean (and the similar ethiopian) food and Nigerian food. I love the music of South Africa and the Kalahari desert in Botswana. I do get tired of people jumping on a bandwagon without actually learning anything about it.

I have to wonder, is it better to teach kids "these other people like you (but not me) did good, so you can too" or "these people who are all different did good so it doesn't matter how you're different, you can do good too"?

Which reminds me, I need to find out how to count to ten in zulu so I can teach Jared... Sobonana Masinyane!

Uncle Roger said...

Okay, so I wandered around and forgot my point... unimportant things like skin color, height, sexual orientation, cat-people-versus-dog-people, etc. really don't matter. We're all in this together.