The holiday season brings with it heaps of food memories. For me, the smells and tastes are triggers. As we work our way through so many of the traditional Sicilian dishes that have been passed down from generation to generation, I feel blessed and cursed. Blessed to have a family so very steeped in traditions […]
The holiday season brings with it heaps of food memories. For me, the smells and tastes are triggers. As we work our way through so many of the traditional Sicilian dishes that have been passed down from generation to generation, I feel blessed and cursed. Blessed to have a family so very steeped in traditions in their love of food and cursed that these time intensive delicacies rob me of what little free time I have. There is certainly joy in finding time to cook with my Aunt, Cousin and my Mother, but there is so much pressure to get things done for the big day.
My husband and I are both products of divorced families. As children, having multiple Christmases has its silver lining " seemingly infinite gifts. As adults, the silver lining can sometimes be overwhelming " driving, shopping, cooking (repeat x 4). I end up feeling energy depleted and trying to figure out how I might lighten the load next year.
There is no sugar coating it; four Christmases is A LOT to be merry about. That's not to say that each celebration is not coveted and special; I love them all. We all do. And we love all of the nice interactions with family and extended family and friends. Yet this year I think I reached my saturation level. I've declared that next year I will take the year off. I want to truly appreciate how special it all is, and in order to do that I need to be able to have a holiday where I can just relax. As I shared this with our families the response was very mixed if not perplexed. Even my children were wondering why such measures would be necessary. The reason is simple. I'd like next Christmas to be different. Not complicated or time consuming but indulgent. I am not looking for an epic adventure, just long lazy days, a book and a walk on the beach followed by some festive red cocktail as we head out to dinner.
So I've got a dream. Let's see if I can make it happen. As we head into these final days of 2017, I am making my wish and resolution list and I am going to be a bit selfish with how I spend my time in 2018.
For those interested in a preview (or inspiration) this is what my list is starting to look like.
¢ Finding the peace in quiet moments
¢ Work life flow; in the direction of 'life' (admittedly there is no 'balance')
¢ More fun, more smiles, more memories, more laughter
¢ First Friday gatherings with my girlfriends, make a standing date to see the ladies I adore with zero planning
¢ Be spoiled
While reflecting on food memories I was 'reminded' by Facebook about my favorite childhood caramel corn recipe. This was a 'camp' recipe shared with me by the mother of one of my friend's, and it's something I've never outgrown. >I use the term 'camp' loosely because this interlude hardly involved tents or camp fires; it was time away from home in the summer and it was pretty darn amazing!
This easy Caramel Popcorn is the perfect salty/sweet combo! It starts with fluffy, freshly popped popcorn then it is glazed with real butter and decadent brown sugar, and nuts of your choice — pieces of almonds, cashews and/or pecans make for an irresistible crunch.
Small Batch Carmel Corn
2 cups brown sugar
1 cup butter
½ cup corn syrup
6 quarts popped corn (1 cup uncooked kernels)
1 tsp salt
1 tsp baking soda
pecans, walnuts or cashews, to your liking
Put popped corn and nuts into large bowl and set aside. Preheat oven to 200 degrees. Boil sugar, butter, syrup and salt for 5 minutes. Remove from heat and add in baking soda. Stir well over popped corn and nuts. Spread on a baking sheet and bake for 1 hour, stirring in 15 minute intervals. Remove from oven and cool then store in air tight container.