I have finally given in for real to the fact that sometimes other people do things much better than I do.
Case in point,I have been trying to make German potato salad as good as the Creamery for years. It seems to be an effort in futility. I would love to find someone in the family to give me the recipe, but that, I doubt, will happen.
So my lack-luster versions or even decent versions, have been just that, to me – lack luster compared to the Creamery. I thought about it so much before our Easter picnic luncheon and realized that be beloved father-in-law loved a canned German potato salad. And, honestly, it was the first German potato salad I had ever had too. So, damn it, I just did that.
Read German potato salad is what I went for – I mean, why not? My in-laws like it, I like it the MotH likes it. The Boy likes it. Why make things more difficult?
That is not to say that I did not “decorate” it. I added minced chives and some amazing local (Fairhope, AL) Bill-E’s bacon. Because, um, again why not gild that lily?
Well Carnival season is always a fun time here in Pensacola. Everyone associates Carnival with just New Orleans, but in this country it started in Mobile, Alabama – and moon pies are involved. Yep. Moon Pies. Pensacola has a vibrant krewe tradition and a host of parades and balls from 12th night (6th of January) on – there is not much else to do in January and February after all. It is cold and rainy most of the time so any excuse to drink like fish and dress up is appreciated. I would join a krewe, but I just do not like people. Nope.
Yes, I have carnival cookie cutters. So?
Throws (beads, cups, and, whatnot) vary, but Moon Pies are in the mix. I am so not sure why, but hey, what is wrong with a chocolate Moon Pie once a year. Apparently this year there were calorie count moon pies – like tiny little things – who does that? This season is for indulgence, so let us just have a regular old-sized moon pie – like the kind I ate when I was a kid. I do not like the vanilla ones and really do not like the banana ones – ugh. Go chocolate (which is odd for me) or do not bother.
So today I wear beads to work – just like I wore beads this weekend when the major parades were going on. Monday was red beans and rice day and while that is a traditional Monday thing, but this is the important Monday. Today is Mardi Gras – the crazy day and then Ash Wednesday changes everything.
Hood – my Mardi Gras pup
I have had this recipe for donkey’s years. But I finally got around to making it. But to be honest, even though I lived in England for a year, I am not sure what scones are supposed to be. They seem a bit dry, in a shortbread kind of way. Is that why the English smother these things with clotted cream (do love that stuff) and perhaps jam? Not sure. But I am a huge fan of brown sugar and pecans. Though after trying these, I think more sugar needs to involved and maybe some tea as well. Although at this point for me it is decaffeinated. But dunking something in tea is very appealing.
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/3 cup brown sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup cold unsalted butter, cut into 1/2-inch cubes
3/4 cup plus 2 Tbs whipping cream
1/2 cup roughly chopped pecans*
2 Tbs whipping cream, to brush on top of the scones
Preheat oven to 450°+. Stir together flour, brown sugar, baking powder, and salt in a large bowl. Cut butter into flour mixture with a pastry blender until crumbly and mixture resembles small peas. Freeze 5 minutes. Add 3/4 cup plus 2 Tbs cream and pecans, stirring just until dry ingredients are just moistened.
Turn dough out onto wax paper; gently press or pat dough into a 7-inch round (mixture will be crumbly). Cut round into 8 wedges. Place wedges 2 inches apart on a lightly greased baking sheet. Brush tops of wedges with remaining 2 Tbsp. cream just until moistened.
Notes: + I did this in a 425 degree oven for 14 minutes.
*1 cup Renfroe’s Pecans – local pecans (read: fresh and sweet) – pretty good thing that I like to keep celebrating. We are kind of stupid lucky to have those pecans, not everyone does. Maybe in the South you have a better chance, in Texas, Alabama, Georgia, North Florida – it really makes a difference to have local pecans. Those things you get at the grocery store are so inferior.
Source: Southern Living December 2010