Photo Challenge Day 3 – To Do List

This one was one I wanted to do but with a twist. I didn’t want it to be a chore list, or a list of all the things that needed to be crammed in to this month.   Instead I wanted it to be a list of the sweet treats that I would like to make.

I got lucky tonight and this is exactly as I took it.   No Photoshop help at all.

I got lucky tonight and this is exactly as I took it. No Photoshop help at all.

I am not sure how many of these I will actually get made this year, as I am back full-time for the this month and next.   It is the busiest time of the year for my employer and hence my free time gets pretty scarce.  With this list there is a starting place if I get some free time.

Death by Chocolate

Abby cat with a hint of evil in her face.

Abby cat with a hint of evil in her face.

Our cat has no use for our dog and this morning  she tried to do away with him…death by chocolate.   I am sure that she has long wanted to do away with this rug rat she has to share her human space with since the day  she stepped foot in our door.   There is no doubt that she has mulled numerous ideas in her mind before settling on this one.

My husband is my cat’s favorite human. Dear husband and Abby Cat have a bond  that makes nothing else matter.    I am sure the fact that he has a habitual sweet tooth never crossed her mind when she discovered he had  bought a package of Hershey’s Kisses home yesterday.     Abby believed that her person had bought these to aid in her plan, not to feed his addiction.     Now things were set in motion Abby just needed to wait for the perfect moment. It happened this morning.

DH got up an fed the animals as  part of his normal early morning  ritual.      Like so many Sunday mornings he came back to bed.   The next thing we hear is lots of scurrying outside the bedroom door. .

DH nudges me knowing I am reading and not trying to sleep, asking me what the cat is doing now, with a hint of frustration in his voice.   He knows that despite the fact I am the number one cat person in our house, this cat has done nothing in the two years she has been here to endear herself to me.   It is highly unlikely I am going to leave my novel and warm bed to go see what happening.   Hearing just a continued shuffle, he can no longer stay in bed.

He makes his way to the kitchen to see Abby grabbing Kisses by the tail and throwing them on the floor.   There on the floor is the dog, with great anticipation receiving the umpteenth Kiss that she has been thrown him.   Now everyone knows, including cats, that chocolate can be deadly to dogs.   Everyone also knows that most dogs, including ours are garbage hounds.   They like to eat food if it is good for them or not.  I can almost imagine Abby smiling with glee as she watch the idiot dog eating the forbidden treat wrapper and all.

Fortunately for our dog, my husband’s sweet tooth left only a few Kisses left in the dish, and the amount of chocolate in a Hershey’s Kiss doesn’t amount to squat.   Much to Abby’s chagrin her plan was foiled.   The little black and gray rug rat is here to stay.


My Grandma Virtue, who is now gone,  made candy every year at Christmas.   She was a master at it.   She made fudge that was smooth, never sugary. Her most amazing candy was her divinity.    It was white, fluffy and never got dried out.  It was all legendary.

She left us her recipes.   I don’t think she left anything out, but we can’t make her divinity.   I think it isn’t the ingredients but other things that she did not think to write about that made the difference.

  • She said it had to be sunny to make candy.  I have heard that it can’t be raining, but Grandma insisted on sunshine with not a cloud in the sky.
  • You had to use C&H cane sugar.  No beet sugar allowed.
  • You had to cook your syrup to hard crack.    Hard crack is not a temperature, I learned once when sitting with my Grandma who could no longer see.    My mom was cooking and said it was right to take off the stove.  Grandma said no.  I got up and looked at the temp, and the water test she had done it all looked right.   We learned that is only a hard crack if it makes a cracking sound when the syrup makes when it is dropped in to the water that came from her tap.   Her water was colder than normal tap water as she was on a well, not city water.
  • I  think another thing that counted was the shape of the bowl she used.    I think that the bowl shape made a difference in why her divinity was so fluffy.   I am not sure, but I think she used those vintage Pyrex nesting bowls, each size a different color.
  • Lastly I think she knew when to stop beating with the mixer and finish beating by hand.   If you stop too soon it won’t get fluffy, it you stop too late  it doesn’t set up right.

My mom, aunt and I have all tried making her divinity.   None of us have hit the mark yet.