Thursday, July 19, 2012

Potato Chip Cookies

Potato chip cookies are deliciously campy in July. You're just going to have another half a cookie, ... or ten, give or take. It's all sweet, salty fun until September, when you'd sooner eat a giant turkey leg dipped in blue shaved ice while wearing white shoes. Which is weird, when you think about it. (I'd wear sandals.) For sheer goofiness, Rice Krispies treats win hands-down, and we gladly eat them in February. M&Ms cookies are a year-round staple at the grocery store bakery. But, obviously, this rule assigning potato chip cookies to summer cannot be broken. Which means you've got about six weeks to make these cookies, so get a move on.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Chocolate Roll Cake

Adapted from Martha Stewart

Did your mother put dessert in your lunchbag? One day a week? What, never? Yeah, me neither. NEVER. I'm totally over it though. Any resemblance to a jolly treat from other kids' lunches is coincidental. Of course.
Actually, I don't put these in my kids' lunches, either. Hello, someone might see me buying them! I gotta protect my rep, so I make jelly roll cakes. People are always impressed with these roll-ups, which are just a little bit more trouble than a plain old 2-layer stack and frost. In the days before electric mixers, non-stick pans and parchment paper, they must have required some skill. But all you really need now is to have your ingredients prepped and actually follow the directions (note to self), since the instructions are a bit fiddly.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Lemon Yogurt Cake

I had planned to make my regular pound cake from the Silver Palate Cookbook, but we were out of butter.

"How can my fridge be so empty," I thought. (Cue the music from Jaws.) And then, we all learned that a derecho is a freaky thunderstorm that can knock down trees from Ohio to Maryland. So, after four days without power in July, my fridge was really empty.

Also, three of my neighbor's trees were horizontal in the front yard. But before all that excitement, I had no butter - only oil, eggs and yogurt. Also, I failed to get back to my mother when she asked me how many lemons I wanted from the giant crate that arrived in her office. Apparently, I wanted ten enormous Meyer lemons.

So, Lemon Yogurt Cake.