Funny story. Remember that time I said I was back to blogging and even posted a picture of Jack Nicholson from The Shining? And then I never wrote anything after that? And that was a month ago? That’s not a story, those are just facts. And it’s now December 14th and I’m promising you the same thing.
I spent a good portion of my Thanksgiving vacation on the couch watching TV. Is there such a thing as binge-TV-watching? If so, I did it.
Then I spent the past three weeks of my last Fall semester turning in a research paper about The Departed, worrying about my future, trying to exercise, and filling up my social calendar. And my stomach– with cookies!
Sort of. I’ve actually reached a really great place of food balance and understanding how much I need vs. want. I’m not perfect all the time (and there’s always the fear of jinxing it by saying stuff like this in an open forum), but I like where I am. Except for right now, when I’ve stuffed my face with extra Christmas cornflake wreaths.
Making wreaths is an annual Christmas tradition. Ever since I left for my freshman year of boarding school, my mother has (per request) painstakingly labored over pot after pot of sticky marshmallows, green food dye, and wax-paper fingers. It’s not an easy task, as I found out when I tried to make these over the holidays one year.
PS. Don’t try to make these into Halloween wreaths or Hannukah wreaths. I’ve tried, and they just look like snot.
I even convinced my mother to send me a package while I was in Paris last Christmas. And much like every other kind of food I encountered over there, I ate them in one sitting.
Now, though, things are a little different. Back to normal. I live four hours away (at college) and I don’t think it makes sense for my mother to spend money sending me cookies in the mail when I could just make them myself. I have a kitchen, after all. And a car. And money. So there aren’t really any excuses. In fact, it’s even better to make them here at college– so many more mouths to feed!
At home, it’s a fight between my brother and me to see who can consume the most. One of us wins, and then we make more and play the game all over again.
This is one of those recipes that probably originated in the 50′s: cornflakes, marshmallows, butter, and green food dye. That being said, it’s also a really easy recipe. Messy, but easy. And ever so festive!
My mom has a go-to recipe for these that she usually uses, but I don’t have the book with me at school here. I looked online for the recipe that most matched the one in my memory (using big marshmallows), and found a good one on epicurious. I also substituted Earth Balance for butter without any problems. I just wouldn’t substitute the marshmallows for vegan ones… it’s already been tried, without success.
Key tips before making these:
Have a bowl of water on hand to dip your sticky fingers in.
Stir the marshmallows frequently so that the butter doesn’t start to burn. It funks up the taste.
Most important: make these for a purpose. Like a holiday party or a family dinner. If not, you’ll eat the whole batch. I know this from experience.
There aren’t a lot of pictures of my work, because I really wanted to avoid getting green goo all over my camera. It’d be helpful to have a husband or a boyfriend in a situation like this. Instead, I’ll make cookies by myself and get green marshmallows all over my face. Come to think of it, I think I know why I’m single…
In keeping with the Christmas palette, check out my sheets. Flannel, baby. It really IS the most wonderful time of the year.