I don’t usually get excited about Tupperware. I’d never even given it much thought aside from the couple of times I had been wangled into going to a Tupperware party *yawn* and had ordered an item or two for politeness sake. Most of the Tupperware items I do own were given to me by either my mother or my grandma (who probably had ordered them at parties for politeness sake as well) and I’d never really stopped to think about the fact that more than 30 years later they were still almost good as new. Not until recently that is. After I moved to Costa Rica I discovered that generic plastic items are ridiculously expensive here. They aren’t produced locally and most plastics are imported from Guatemala. They aren’t of good quality and kitchen containers are not designed to last for more than a year or so after which time the lids begin to stretch and loosen and the bottoms begin to crack. Even old margarine tubs are longer lasting. Suddenly I found myself longing for the good old reliable Tupperware products of yesteryear and I decided to check Ebay and see if anyone was selling any. Wouldn’t you know it, there were literally thousands upon thousands of Tupperware items on Ebay. When I came across these cute little blue and white cannisters that matched my blue and white dishware I knew I had to have them. Curiously they’re only produced for the Indian and Middle Eastern market, they don’t make these patterns in the U.S. so I was delighted to find that several Tupperware sellers from India shipped internationally and I promptly ordered some. Who knew that plastic kitchen containers could actually be pretty? And who knew that I would EVER (in a million years!!) be writing a post about Tupperware. I must be getting old.
There was also this peacock design that is so pretty:
And this guy on the elephant reminded me of Hannibal crossing the Alps:
They also had a Turkish pattern that sort of looks like mosaic tile:
The only scary thing about buying Tupperware at this stage is that it’ll probably outlast me.
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I’ve seen these witch finger cookies on several blogs and of course I had to jump on the bandwagon. They’re fun to make but even more fun is the look of horror on people’s faces when they set eyes on them because even close up they look creepily real. Few things have the shock factor of a severed finger. But no matter how grossed out folks are initially, it quickly dissipates when they get a whiff of the sweet fragrance and buttery goodness of these Halloween cookies. I just used my favorite sugar cookie recipe (mine is from the Betty Crocker cookbook) and I add about 1/3 cup extra flour to the original recipe so that the cookies will hold their finger shape in the oven and they don’t end up spreading out flat and thin.
Shape the dough into 4 inch strips much thinner than your own finger. They grow in the oven and you don’t want to end up with cigars. You can make them knuckly and bony looking by shaping the strips and making them wider and narrower much like a finger would look. Add a slivered and pointy almond to the tip of each strip and press down gently, just a bit. I actually dabbed a bit of beaten eggwhite to the tip of each strip before pressing the almond sliver on, so that the eggwhite would act as a glue and the almond wouldn’t pop off in the oven as the cookies baked. The knuckles are made by pressing on the dough with a dull knife and marking several lines. To give the fingers a grimy look, sprinkle with a bit of cocoa powder.
Some people like to add red gel to make them look bloody, but I think they look creepy enough without the “blood”.
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My daughter is allergic to wheat. Not to gluten but to the wheat itself. This has made her life miserable since she was in grade school because whenever she eats anything with wheat in it, her nose gets stuffy and runny at the same time. Not to mention the bouts of itchy eyes and scratchy throat. Lately I have also discovered that my perpetual nausea is caused by an apparent wheat intolerance as well. If I eliminate wheat from my diet, my nausea dissapears like magic. So naturally I am always on the look out for anything wheatless particularly if its sweet. Continue reading
I recently discovered the wonderful world of Blue Ridge Ceramic dishware quite by accident. A few weeks ago I saw an ad on Craigslist for some oriental carpets that an American expat couple had up for sale. I gave them a call, jotted down their address and drove about an hour through the countryside with my daughter to go take a look. The carpets were lovely and I ended up purchasing two of them, but the couple had something else out for sale that day which immediatly attracted my attention. On a large table, they had set out many stacks of bright ceramic plates, saucers and trays. As I stepped over to get a closer look at the beautiful and obviously hand painted flowers on the plates, the woman began to explain to me what they were. She said they were called Blue Ridge China and they were made in Appalachia from 1930 to 1957. Continue reading
These delicious bread babies are always a hit with kids. They’re fun to make and fun to eat. I have vague memories of deliciously fragrant bread babies being sold on street corners when I was a very small child of three or four. Bread babies are an All Soul’s Day tradition in some parts of South America including Ecuador, Peru, Colombia and Argentina where the day of the dead is religiously observed. Bread babies are just little loaves of sweet bread made to resemble babies wrapped in blankets. Continue reading