Brown Sugar Pecan Meringues

120g egg whites (3 large could be as little as 105g)
150g brown sugar
1/8tsp cream of tartar
3/8tsp cinnamon
pinch of salt

100g pecans (toasted and ground)
2tsp cocoa powder

preheat oven to 225F

Whir sugar, cinnamon, cream of tarter and salt in the food processor til well combined and the sugar is broken down a bit smaller.

Start beating eggs with whisk (in mixer) until they start getting frothy then add sugar slowly. beat 5-7 minutes with all sugar included.

Meanwhile grind up pecans and cocoa powder in food processor.

Fold pecans into egg mix.

Blop or pipe onto parchment

Bake 20 minutes, then turn oven off and let it cool with meringues still in it.

test soon as we can see this the dns changes have taken place.

delayed gratification

A long time ago I posted about a shotgun, four and a half years ago. I had just started shooting trap. I have been in lust with it ever since. On 1/1/10 I bought it. Here's the original post. Now if only the temp would come up far enough that I could convince anybody to go shooting with me I'd try it out.

Bwahahah! Posting issues resolved. Not that I expect I will be an exciting blogger. I do have some news though.

For International Talk Like A Pirate Day Heidi designed a new cable pattern for a hat. It's based on the carrick bend. It's over at www.knitlikeapirate.com I've finished two of them now. One a test knit, another was so we could photograph certain construction phases.

hrm.. been a long time

It's been a chaotic time here on the frontier of boredom. Work is good. The house is good. The car has a new suspension installed by George and me. Ed got very old very fast, and was in a lot of pain. That lead to the decision to put Ed to sleep. We're thinking about new dogs but haven't made a decision yet. Meanwhile I've worn through the soles of three pairs of boots. Granted some of them were a couple years old, but still. It just seems rediculous that I should have to go buy new boots when the uppers are ok. But apparently we've become the sort of society where unless I want to wear work boots or logger boots or pumps as a woman I can't have resoleable shoes. At least not that I can try on locally, which is an issue given my orthotics.

I guess now you all know why I haven't been blogging much. My life is not full of excitement.