Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts

a winter pick-me-up

Where I live, winter has settled in and made itself comfortable, and the sun - like the rest of us would like to - has decided to flee these desolate parts.  In the arctic dim that has to suffice for daytime, now, I feel restless and gloomy and wish I could check out for awhile.  Facebook and Jimmy Fallon can only distract for so long, and do nothing to permanently improve my mood.  The volumes of nonfiction from the library don't hold my attention, and even chocolate begins to seem boring (*gasp*).

Enter Cranberry Chia Seed Jam, a sprightly sweet-tart treat with a spark of citrus that will wake up your taste buds, and maybe the rest of you, too:





Remember those cranberries you bought when they were on sale around Christmas (or even Thanksgiving), and then froze because you didn't get around to making your own cranberry sauce?  

Their time has come at last.  

Grab a bag out of the freezer and dump them into a saucepan with about a cup of maple syrup (more if you like gloopier jam, less if you like a sturdier spread).  




Simmer on medium heat while you zest an orange (if you don't have a zester, use a vegetable peeler to pare away just the orange layer, and then chop it finely).  By the time you're done with that, the cranberries have probably softened and burst.  If not, you can speed up the process with a potato masher. 





When all the berries have submitted nicely to the heat, stir in one quarter cup of chia seeds and the orange zest.  (I have no idea why my orange zest looks yellow here - I promise I did not use lemon, although that might be good, too.  Hmmm .....)  




Spoon into a jar and chill.  The chia seeds will thicken the cranberry and  - viola!  

Jam!!




(yummy on ricotta cheese!)

Here's to more of the sunshine that finally blazed out for an hour or two today, after I cooked up this jam.  

(Coincidence?  Maybe.)


Cranberry Chia Seed Jam

12 oz bag of fresh or frozen cranberries (3 1/2 - 4 cups)
3/4 - 1 cup maple syrup
1/4 cup chia seeds
zest from one orange

Over medium heat, cook cranberries and maple syrup till all berries have burst, stirring occasionally (12-15 minutes).  Mash with potato masher if needed.  Stir in chia seeds and orange zest; mix well.  Remove from heat; cool a minute or two; spoon into glass jar and chill.  Jam thickens while cooling.  Keeps 8-10 days in refrigerator (if you don't eat it before then!).



ice storm



Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.
E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be, nearer my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.




Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,
Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.



There let the way appear steps unto heav'n;
All that Thou sendest me in mercy giv'n;
Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.


Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise,
Out of my stony griefs, Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.



Or if on joyful wing, cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee.

~Sarah Adams, 1841













a separate peace

The lights burn to brighten the rooms this January morning while the sun hides behind wintry clouds.

The pellet stove hums warmth into the room, and the humidifier fan hums its moisture up against the dry heat, and Spice sings merrily, making up cleaning songs from Christmas tunes as she and Nice wipe houseplant leaves.  Nice likes the job so much that she requests daily plant-cleaning privileges, and suggests that they sing to the plants, too.

Lil' Snip has abandoned his Legos for the joys of cushion fort building, busily wedging pillows against stools set against the sofa.  Sugar's task - dusting the miscellaneous glassware in the china cupboard - inspires her to converse with Spice and Nice in an imitation British accent.

The sky outside is dim; snow is in the forecast.  I hope it comes - it will bring the birds, first, and I want to see if they eat the berry and nut suet I made for them.

It might as well snow:  We have a borrowed dvd, plenty of light and music, and nowhere else we have to be.





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