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The aroma of this cake filling my kitchen took me back to my childhood in my Grandmommy’s kitchen.
2/3 C sugar
1/2 C brown sugar
1/4 C oil
Sift or blend with wire whisk:
2/3 C flour
2/3 C whole wheat flour
1/2 C oat bran ( I substituted Grape-Nut cereal, blended in my coffee grinder)
11/2 tsp soda
1 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp nutmeg or allspice
3 C unpeeled, shredded apples
1 C raisins (optional)
Pour into greased pan, bake 18-20 min.
Baby chickens each spring ordered through the feed store are a fun project for the kids.
The feeding, watering and nurturing of the babies pays off once the grown hens begin laying.
This past season of babies is delivering a tremendous pay-load of layers, now nine months old.
The ten survivors plus three older hens provide one dozen of fresh eggs daily.
No family, unless housing the college rodeo team could consume that many eggs. Therefore, my smallest widget, being the less involved in extracurricular activities has become the proud owner and operator of Eggs Inc.; selling fresh eggs for $2.50 per dozen.
Our small town does not support such an enterprise, business is slow and inconsistent. We are always on the lookout for yummy egg dishes requiring as many eggs as possible.
There are only so many mornings that scrambled eggs are successful. Crepes, on the other hand, go down exceedingly well.
Crepes do take more time than scrambled eggs to prepare, thus make for a scrumptious weekend treat. To feed my crew, I often double this recipe.
1 1/2 Cups flour
1 Tbs sugar
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
2 Cups milk
2 Tbs softened butter
1/2 tsp vanilla
2 large eggs
Mix dry ingredients well. Add beaten eggs and milk and beat until smooth. Butter hot griddle and cook until bubbly. Turn
Our favorite Toppings:
*Crème cheese with 1 TBS powdered sugar
*Raspberry Jam (Jarvis’s)
Weight loss bargains are a dime a dozen, or $200 per ounce in the media these days.
Weight loss deals do not appear to be targeting you cowboys’ and cowgirls’ wallets. Why is this, do you reckon?
Because, cowboys and cowgirls never take up the habit of starving the body of adequate nutrients, by choice.
The hours between lunch and dinner often can stretch beyond the hopeful six to seven. Pockets filled with cookies, dried fruit and other snacks run dry when shared with ones’ eye batting cayuse. Holes in bottom of these pockets can also leave Hansel and Gretel-like trails behind in the dust. Therefore, with the many involuntary reasons of a Cowpuncher’s hunger; dieting is not a habit we voluntarily participate in.
Cowboy Cookies for Your Pockets
1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
1/2 cup applesauce
1/2 cup peanut butter
1 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 cup semisweet chocolate chips
1 cup chopped unsalted peanuts
*Cream butter, applesauce, peanut butter, vanilla and eggs one at a time. Mix dry ingredients and add to batter. Stir in chocolate and peanuts. Bake 12-14 min @ 350.
*These cookies are pocket tested for low-fat and high protein to maintaining flavor and moistness.
The rapid weight loss most dieters find encouraging, is caused by an initial loss of sodium and water. This rapid weight loss or dehydration leads to fatigue, mental confusion and even possible seizures, and is gravely avoided by all us sober cowboys.
When water is sparse we would resort to chewing on a piece of rein on the long ride toward home, or sipping from a stock tank, spring, or reservoir if the dog doesn’t jump in first.
The low-calorie diets cowboys experience on long cattle drives and when the dinner wagon is late, lead not only to physical conditions like irregular heart rates and low blood sugar, but also lead to emotional deprivations, triggering food cravings and stress making us rational cowboys and cowgirls want to ‘pig out‘.
‘Pigging out’ inflames the digestive system which leads to more physical trouble and worsened emotional consequences. One may as well ride that fat horse standing outside, around in circles as opposed to starting this devastating cycle of dieting. Besides, as the low-calorie diet continues the body adapts to the lower calories by lowering the rate at which it uses those calories for fuel, thus making it even more difficult to lose unwanted pounds.
Dieting, or starving the body of adequate fuels, is never a voluntary habit of cowboys and cowgirls. Why should dieting be anyone’s habit to uphold?
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Though, my mother disagrees, I am fortunate to not be a clean-freak.
I am fortunate to not be concerned by the blobs of muffin mix landing on the floor, nor the dusting of flour across my clean shirt. My Widget balances a top the chair as she stirs in the chocolate chips.
Cooking with kids is like this; a mess on the brink of catastrophe. But oh how kids love to cook!
I love cooking when the autumn brings colder temperatures and hearty appetites. The hearty appetites make cooking for cowboys a breeze, because they’ll eat anything that is hot.
We, my Widget and I, have been baking for two months, now. Gathering time, we baked cookies. Shipping time, we baked cookies again. This cookie baking has become a bit mundane.
Today, we have created our best alternative for cookies;
Pumpkin-Chocolate chip- Muffins
1 ½ C. flour ½ C. canned pumpkin ½C.milk ¼ C. butter ½ C. brown sugar melted 1 egg 1 T. sugar 1 C. chocolate chips ½ t. salt ½ t. nutmeg
Mix all ingredients except 1 T. sugar. Pour into greased muffin tin. Sprinkle with sugar. Bake 20 min @ 350
I quadrupled this recipe and yielded 3.5 dozen muffins!
The saga of Bessey Stacy Badger, my great-grandmother’s mother, who homesteaded with her husband, Leland, is a story of equality. They homesteaded in western Wyoming in the late eighteen hundred’s. Wyoming was known as the “equality state”, a fortunate state for Bessey and Leland to choose to homestead.
This is not a story about Leland. Stories passed down abound of him being a ‘wonderlust’, as Robert Service would dub. I must portray lightly this character, Leland, to give you the entire fortune that equality in Wyoming brought for Bessey.
Leland Badger, was descendant from a Hessian soldier and a Huron Indian woman. His fightingly free spirit, wandering lust and greed for shiny objects lured him steadily North to the Yukon in search of gold. Return home, he would, every three to five years.
His returns to the homestead in Wyoming were to check the ranch’s productivity, visit the numerous children, get his wife pregnant and perhaps bring home a coin or two.
The total years that Leland toiled in the Yukon between 1890 and 1915, are not precise. Five children were born, including my great-grandmother. Assuming he came home every three to five years, had another child and left; fifteen to twenty-five years were then accounted for, searching for gold. And all this while, Bessey remained on the ranch.
Bessey remained on the ranch braking the horses, working the cattle, tending the children and cooking for the cowboys.
The opportunity arose for the family to obtain an additional homestead in 1920 with the passage of the Nineteenth Amendment to the United States Constitution. The amendment provided: “the right of citizens of the United States to vote and own land shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any State on account of sex.”
Bessey and Leland’s took this opportunity, but one stipulation arose. A women could not own lands if she were married. A divorce was soon planned. Bessey would remain on the original homestead and Leland would homestead the neighboring section. It was understood, that once the paperwork was completed, the two would reunite in matrimonial bliss.
Bessey was a hard worker, a brave women, a good mother and she wasn’t ignorant. Freedom rang! Not the wedding bells. Thus, launching women’s suffrage for Bessey Stacy! Bessey remained on her own ranch through the remainder of her life.
Women’s suffrage was a long time in coming to America. Women have far, yet, to climb in achieving global equality, and we owe our gratitude to women across the nation like Bessey Stacy Badger.
The “Cooking for Cowboys” column originated as a cooking column. My research logically began with recipes; the recipes I had in my collections, my mother’s collection, her mother’s and so on.
The recipes discovered are grand, the stories behind the recipes are entertaining and the characters are divine. The tales that unravel while I research and write become much more than recipes, much more than cooking. The people who do the cooking, the nourishing, do so much more. Much more work, love and living go into cooking for cowboys than you ever imagined.