The Return of the Big Kat

Since spotting a Kit Kat Caramel in the store recently (which I found to taste shiteous, by the way..) I have been in search of the Big Kat. I typically am not too fond of American candy or anything that is milk chocolate. However, Kit Kat seems to be a comfort food for me. Alas, I was agog at spotting this in a local grocery store today! Notice they are not calling it the Big Kat, yet that is precisely what it is. I remember being not so impressed with these the first time around but I thought perhaps my memory was deceiving me. After taking one bite, I recalled why I was not so impressed. The chocolate to wafer ratio! *sigh* Joe, being a lover of milk chocolate, was highly enamoured of it because the outer layer of chocolate (mockolate) is much thicker. Too much milk chocolate for me. It wasn't nasty like the Kit Kat Caramel (*vomit*) but not as tasty as the regular sized Kit Kat. Joe says, however, that it tastes exactly the same as he remembers it and completely resents my hatred of the Kit Kat Caramel.
Whatever. ;o)

Steak Roulade

Dinner this evening was Steak Roulade stuffed with various spices and feta cheese served with a side of Parmesan broccoli.
Why is it so damned difficult for me to find butcher's twine?!! Even the BUTCHER looked at us like we had three heads when we asked where we could find some. At least the toothpicks came through in a pinch. It was also a pain for me to figure out when the meat was actually done because I have not yet purchased a meat thermometer and I do not have X-ray vision (thanks, Joe). It is always nice to eat a meal that doesn't require me to commit carbicide. I do think I could eat the steak/ broccoli/feta cheese combo every single day. Feta cheese is like manna from heaven (if I believed in such a place).
OMFG, I am so full.

Butterscotch Lattice Cookies?

My oatmeal cookies typically turn out thick and chewy. This was not what I was expecting but sometimes the "mistakes" end up being more suited to the meal that you were planning anyway. I changed out the chocolate morsels to butterscotch for Joe. The dough flattened in the baking process and ended up becoming a sort of an Oatmeal Butterscotch Lattice Cookie. I think I will try and devise another butterscotch related dessert. I prefer my chocolate chips. Still yummy though...

This is my blueprint for starting over. A recipe book for not irreparably damaging the life that I have left. I am seeking not just the answers but the proper questions. I have spent copious time being unhappy because I started with trying to determine what I wanted and not what I didn't want. Starting over can be such a daunting task when thinking of the big picture. Staring at the photo of the outcome of the recipe tends to make me a little nervous. I have learned to break it down into the ingredients and the steps and have discovered that the grand accomplishments are possible! This is a space to talk about and celebrate the things that make me happy.

1 tablespoon optimism
3 heaping tablespoons determination
1 cup courage
1 healthy dollop of snark


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You have been warned.