I went this morning to open my freezer to make a decision about what to have for supper.
Spaghetti and meatballs is what I decided.
Then I came across this video on the internet.
Western Spaghetti can be viewed here after a short advertisement!
It is quite appropriate and interesting to watch.
Have a lovely Monday friends.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Panic!
I am going to quickly type out this story for you while I have a bit of time. I don't feel like it will come across like I want it to, but need to accomplish it while it is still fresh on my mind and I have a few minutes to write. Disclaimer over!!
Camping!
Roughing it amidst nature!
I truly think the presence of coffee gives me super hero powers useful for camping adventures.
I do have to be able to get to the coffee though for it to be able to work its magic.
There was a time when I was separated from the beloved coffee pot and I will now tell you about this!
For some reason I went to bed at midnight the night before our camping trip and got up at my regular 6 a. m. to get my kids off to school, so I went into the weekend mildly exhausted.
At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon I started having a bit of a panic attack about being exceedingly tired and having to sleep in a tent with the swish swish of sleeping bags, and all the sounds that come from sharing a small space with 5 other people.
I get insomnia every single time I spend the night away from home and did not relish the thought of fighting my own sleep battle along with trying to be patient with my dear family who wouldn't be trying to drive me crazy, but inevitably would.
I tend to wake every hour.
Every hour.
I decided at that point in time that I would have my own private cabin.
It was luxury accommodations perfectly suitable for one, that I had in mind.
Yeah...something like this!
Not exactly like this but very close!
Oh, yeah, that would work just fine.
I imagined how it would be.
Take out a seat, fold down the back set into its pocket and voila, a nice level surface to put my mattress on for sleeping.
Oh yeah, I had a plan and I was sticking to it.
I let my husband and family know that I was in fact ditching them and I would be doing it alone.
My husband let me know that he was just fine with that arrangement as long as I took the dog.
Hey, I could handle that!!
DEAL!
Night seemed to descend quickly and I found myself snuggled down in my sleeping bag, with a blanket and all my clothes on including a jacket and a scarf, inside my Honda van...locked in secure til morning!
Oh, I must have forgotten to mention that it was around 48 when we hit the sack and it sank to around 37 through the night.
It was cold.
Really cold!!
I felt confident in my ability to get up in the morning though because I had confidently set up my coffee pot and set the timer to go off so that I (and any one else who may want it) would have fresh hot coffee to pour upon need.
Coffee is an excellent motivator!
I did indeed wake every hour.
I wake, roll over, check my clock, lay back down, force myself to breathe deeply and eventually fall asleep again only to wake minutes later.
I finally gave up when I checked my cell phone clock and saw that it was 6:30 a. m.
I noticed the battery light was flashing but didn't worry much seeing as how I was with my family and I knew they were snuggled cozily in the tent just a few paces away. I didn't really have much need for my phone on a camping weekend!!
I also knew the coffee was ready and waiting AND I really had a need to hit the little girls room.
I sat there contemplating getting up and out into the cold.
It was then I noticed my youngest boy out walking around the campsite.
He walked over to the window and tapped on it to say hi.
I cheerily waved back, happy to see him up and ready to go exploring in his new blue hooded coat.
Then a terrible thought struck my mind.
I was stuck in my van.
I had no way to get out from the inside.
I could not go to the little girls room.
I could not get coffee.
I could not cross go or collect 200 dollars.
When a Honda Odyssey is locked, if it is then unlocked from the inside, the alarm sounds.
It is a safety feature.
I hurriedly texted my husband on my quickly dying phone.
"r u awake???"
then I texted my sister in law who was also with us and in the tent with my family...
"r u awake??? i need help!"
Little did I know my husbands cell had already died and the texts moved so slow through the network that my sis in law didn't get hers til several hours later when I was sitting there with her. (oh the irony!)
I was really beginning to panic.
Then I saw the flash of blue again signaling my sweet child was still moving about the camp.
I madly waved at him.
He cheerily waved back...as though to say...hey Mom, yes I see you there and I saw you there awhile ago too! It was a wave full of dismissal.
So I sat up very quickly and began banging on the window shouting at him, which sent the dog into fits of barking which in turn got his attention even better. (thanks Shelby!)
He came over and rubbed a circle in the fogged window with his gloved hand.
"What Mom??"
"Is your Dad awake?" I yelled.
My husband confirmed later that he was in fact awake because our dear child had already been in and out of the tent once telling his Daddy that he needed to get up and get a fire going. Hee hee hee.
He responded "Yeah, I think so" and he turned to walk away again.
I screamed "No, come back, come back, come back!!!"
Shelby is still barking and hopping around.
"Go and tell your Daddy that you need the keys to unlock the van" I yelled.
I am needing more and more to make that visit and claim my coffee.
See how the order has switched.
"Why do you need the key, just unlock it from in there!" He responded with a bit of derision.
"I can't...just get the keys already!!!"
He just shook his head like I was crazy and took off across the site to wake his Daddy yet again in order to get those keys because he is a good boy and does what his mommy says.
My hero came back unlocked the van, reached in and gave me the keys and sweetly asked if I would like to go walk down to the water with him.
I assured him I would in fact do that, right after I went to the little girls room.
The sun was rising as we walked down to the beach early that morning. There were a group of deer who flicked their heads up at our presence then darted off as we stepped nearer.
The sky was layered with colors of pink and orange fading into crystal blues. Over the water hoovered a cloud of steam blurring the colors with the mist.
Everything was quiet and still. I was walking with my sweet middle child and soaking in a bit of God's creation and breathing in the joy of being awake and alive and happy.
The only thing that could have made it better would have been if I had grabbed a cup of coffee before taking that walk.
AHHHH ha ha ha ha.
I wish I were joking!
When you have three children it is a rare occasion to spend a few quiet moments with one and this was very sweet and special to me and God made it even more amazing by having the sunrise be so stunning.
So, despite my momentary panic and discomfort I did survive and I did have my coffee.
I must rush off now.
It is haircut weekend around here and it is my turn to do the cutting.
Camping!
Roughing it amidst nature!
I truly think the presence of coffee gives me super hero powers useful for camping adventures.
I do have to be able to get to the coffee though for it to be able to work its magic.
There was a time when I was separated from the beloved coffee pot and I will now tell you about this!
For some reason I went to bed at midnight the night before our camping trip and got up at my regular 6 a. m. to get my kids off to school, so I went into the weekend mildly exhausted.
At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon I started having a bit of a panic attack about being exceedingly tired and having to sleep in a tent with the swish swish of sleeping bags, and all the sounds that come from sharing a small space with 5 other people.
I get insomnia every single time I spend the night away from home and did not relish the thought of fighting my own sleep battle along with trying to be patient with my dear family who wouldn't be trying to drive me crazy, but inevitably would.
I tend to wake every hour.
Every hour.
I decided at that point in time that I would have my own private cabin.
It was luxury accommodations perfectly suitable for one, that I had in mind.
Yeah...something like this!
Not exactly like this but very close!
Oh, yeah, that would work just fine.
I imagined how it would be.
Take out a seat, fold down the back set into its pocket and voila, a nice level surface to put my mattress on for sleeping.
Oh yeah, I had a plan and I was sticking to it.
I let my husband and family know that I was in fact ditching them and I would be doing it alone.
My husband let me know that he was just fine with that arrangement as long as I took the dog.
Hey, I could handle that!!
DEAL!
Night seemed to descend quickly and I found myself snuggled down in my sleeping bag, with a blanket and all my clothes on including a jacket and a scarf, inside my Honda van...locked in secure til morning!
Oh, I must have forgotten to mention that it was around 48 when we hit the sack and it sank to around 37 through the night.
It was cold.
Really cold!!
I felt confident in my ability to get up in the morning though because I had confidently set up my coffee pot and set the timer to go off so that I (and any one else who may want it) would have fresh hot coffee to pour upon need.
Coffee is an excellent motivator!
I did indeed wake every hour.
I wake, roll over, check my clock, lay back down, force myself to breathe deeply and eventually fall asleep again only to wake minutes later.
I finally gave up when I checked my cell phone clock and saw that it was 6:30 a. m.
I noticed the battery light was flashing but didn't worry much seeing as how I was with my family and I knew they were snuggled cozily in the tent just a few paces away. I didn't really have much need for my phone on a camping weekend!!
I also knew the coffee was ready and waiting AND I really had a need to hit the little girls room.
I sat there contemplating getting up and out into the cold.
It was then I noticed my youngest boy out walking around the campsite.
He walked over to the window and tapped on it to say hi.
I cheerily waved back, happy to see him up and ready to go exploring in his new blue hooded coat.
Then a terrible thought struck my mind.
I was stuck in my van.
I had no way to get out from the inside.
I could not go to the little girls room.
I could not get coffee.
I could not cross go or collect 200 dollars.
When a Honda Odyssey is locked, if it is then unlocked from the inside, the alarm sounds.
It is a safety feature.
I hurriedly texted my husband on my quickly dying phone.
"r u awake???"
then I texted my sister in law who was also with us and in the tent with my family...
"r u awake??? i need help!"
Little did I know my husbands cell had already died and the texts moved so slow through the network that my sis in law didn't get hers til several hours later when I was sitting there with her. (oh the irony!)
I was really beginning to panic.
Then I saw the flash of blue again signaling my sweet child was still moving about the camp.
I madly waved at him.
He cheerily waved back...as though to say...hey Mom, yes I see you there and I saw you there awhile ago too! It was a wave full of dismissal.
So I sat up very quickly and began banging on the window shouting at him, which sent the dog into fits of barking which in turn got his attention even better. (thanks Shelby!)
He came over and rubbed a circle in the fogged window with his gloved hand.
"What Mom??"
"Is your Dad awake?" I yelled.
My husband confirmed later that he was in fact awake because our dear child had already been in and out of the tent once telling his Daddy that he needed to get up and get a fire going. Hee hee hee.
He responded "Yeah, I think so" and he turned to walk away again.
I screamed "No, come back, come back, come back!!!"
Shelby is still barking and hopping around.
"Go and tell your Daddy that you need the keys to unlock the van" I yelled.
I am needing more and more to make that visit and claim my coffee.
See how the order has switched.
"Why do you need the key, just unlock it from in there!" He responded with a bit of derision.
"I can't...just get the keys already!!!"
He just shook his head like I was crazy and took off across the site to wake his Daddy yet again in order to get those keys because he is a good boy and does what his mommy says.
My hero came back unlocked the van, reached in and gave me the keys and sweetly asked if I would like to go walk down to the water with him.
I assured him I would in fact do that, right after I went to the little girls room.
The sun was rising as we walked down to the beach early that morning. There were a group of deer who flicked their heads up at our presence then darted off as we stepped nearer.
The sky was layered with colors of pink and orange fading into crystal blues. Over the water hoovered a cloud of steam blurring the colors with the mist.
Everything was quiet and still. I was walking with my sweet middle child and soaking in a bit of God's creation and breathing in the joy of being awake and alive and happy.
The only thing that could have made it better would have been if I had grabbed a cup of coffee before taking that walk.
AHHHH ha ha ha ha.
I wish I were joking!
When you have three children it is a rare occasion to spend a few quiet moments with one and this was very sweet and special to me and God made it even more amazing by having the sunrise be so stunning.
So, despite my momentary panic and discomfort I did survive and I did have my coffee.
I must rush off now.
It is haircut weekend around here and it is my turn to do the cutting.
Friday, November 12, 2010
I just can't do it today!
I cannot relay my tales from the campfire for you...I just don't have the mental time or energy.
Wow that makes it sound like I am depressed or something...have no fear!
It is just that my brain is full of other stuff right now and I still have laundry to do and it is Friday already!!!
So, another picture blog it is today.
We have a few categories here to amuse and delight you!
Category 1:
Trees
I came to the crest of a hill and looked down to find this delightful group of trees lounging in the warmth of the sunrise. Mmmmmmm!
This tree in the midst of the tall grass was a wonderful solitary image until my two youngest stepped in close. I was so happy I turned when I did with the camera in hand.
It is one of my favorite photos of the weekend.
My kids, walking through the tall grass...sunshine warming their cold little bodies!
The root structure of this tree was so intricate and interesting! Neat-o!
So, maybe these are only sticks....or wanna be trees. I am not sure.
They were just so stark and bare.
Just caught my eye.
Category 2:
Shelters
This is the screened shelter which was a part of our campsite.
It housed a table and electricity!
You may read the word electricity and understand the word coffee in its place if you want to.
Each shelter had large hooks on each corner. We found this useful for making a tether for Shelby so she had a "run" of sorts.
The rule is animals on a leash at all times, period. This creation made it very helpful to not have to babysit her constantly!
Category 3:
Bugs
This little green fellow landed after we finished our sliced apples.
I suppose he is enjoying the leftovers!
This large fellow was hanging out on our tent. He was stunning in a buggy sort of way.
He bore a very strong resemblance to the tree close by.
He also told me to tell his cousin Mantis hello for him. I didn't have the heart to tell him Mantis hadn't been seen in quite some time.
I feel as though this little crab fits roughly into the bug category.
Well, he is closer to a bug than a tree or a shelter, right??
There were lots of these tiny little crabs all along the "beach" area of the lake we were visiting.
They could be found hiding under rocks, burrowed down beneath them.
So, there you have it, a few things from my trip which caught my eye or made me happy while I was away from home.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Exhibit A, B, C, D, Etc...
I know you can't possibly be coming here to read about my dog.
However, I know I can write quickly about her and give you something fresh to look at.
Like I said previously...she got a lot of camera time.
I will now take a few moments to share the best of the best with you from our dinky digital camera!!
Exhibit A
Shelby looking at something.
Riveting, right??
B.
Shelby up close.
Real close, see how she was really giving herself to this shot!
No physical coercion at all.
C.
Shelby fussing at something, and me there calming her down.
D.
The oh so loved Pink Parka.
Yes, friends I bought this for my dog.
Can I just say it was $2.50 at Target and I couldn't resist seeing as how I knew it would be such a contrast to so much of her life, and it made us all laugh.
I also love the looks I get from people driving by as though I have lost my mind.
Maybe I have.
NO, I haven't.
Now if I had paid like...$17.00 or more for a pink parka for my dog then you should surely send out the signal to pick up the crazy lady.
E.
Ahhhh yes, a rather poor angle for Shelby who has in fact put on a few pounds since her arrival at our place.
She seems to have gained all the weight in her neck!
I did ask her if it was okay to post ALL of these pictures.
She merely pretended to be sleeping and ignored me.
In that shot above she is totally focused on the fact that I have disappeared into that building in the distance.
She was all about not letting me out of her sight and fussing profusely when I was.
F.
The yawn.
I know, now you are so torn as to which is your favorite, right??
G.
The Stegosaurus
I told you...
...did I not tell you???
You are welcome.
You may now get back to your regularly scheduled life!
However, I know I can write quickly about her and give you something fresh to look at.
Like I said previously...she got a lot of camera time.
I will now take a few moments to share the best of the best with you from our dinky digital camera!!
Exhibit A
Shelby looking at something.
Riveting, right??
B.
Shelby up close.
Real close, see how she was really giving herself to this shot!
No physical coercion at all.
C.
Shelby fussing at something, and me there calming her down.
D.
The oh so loved Pink Parka.
Yes, friends I bought this for my dog.
Can I just say it was $2.50 at Target and I couldn't resist seeing as how I knew it would be such a contrast to so much of her life, and it made us all laugh.
I also love the looks I get from people driving by as though I have lost my mind.
Maybe I have.
NO, I haven't.
Now if I had paid like...$17.00 or more for a pink parka for my dog then you should surely send out the signal to pick up the crazy lady.
E.
Ahhhh yes, a rather poor angle for Shelby who has in fact put on a few pounds since her arrival at our place.
She seems to have gained all the weight in her neck!
I did ask her if it was okay to post ALL of these pictures.
She merely pretended to be sleeping and ignored me.
In that shot above she is totally focused on the fact that I have disappeared into that building in the distance.
She was all about not letting me out of her sight and fussing profusely when I was.
F.
The yawn.
I know, now you are so torn as to which is your favorite, right??
G.
The Stegosaurus
I told you...
...did I not tell you???
You are welcome.
You may now get back to your regularly scheduled life!
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Where has the day gone...again.
I am still alive, I promise.
I have just been exceedingly busy this week.
I am on a rampage to create some earrings to sell for the holidays and have been out shopping for just the right beads!
I am sooooo picky.
I know this about myself.
It means it takes more time than average to choose things.
But as of 5:06 p.m. today I have bought all the beads I need to create 4 different holiday theme earrings.
I looked at the photos from our camping trip.
All of the kids and myself took photos.
Just guess who got the most camera time??
The dog!
Shelby the dog yawning.
The dog laying.
The dog with stones along its back like a stegosaurus.
Shelby sitting, whining, barking, walking and wearing her pink parka!
She is a very popular girl.
When I get time I will tell ya a funny story!
Maybe Friday...that is not a promise, just a hopeful desire.
Later y'all.
I have just been exceedingly busy this week.
I am on a rampage to create some earrings to sell for the holidays and have been out shopping for just the right beads!
I am sooooo picky.
I know this about myself.
It means it takes more time than average to choose things.
But as of 5:06 p.m. today I have bought all the beads I need to create 4 different holiday theme earrings.
I looked at the photos from our camping trip.
All of the kids and myself took photos.
Just guess who got the most camera time??
The dog!
Shelby the dog yawning.
The dog laying.
The dog with stones along its back like a stegosaurus.
Shelby sitting, whining, barking, walking and wearing her pink parka!
She is a very popular girl.
When I get time I will tell ya a funny story!
Maybe Friday...that is not a promise, just a hopeful desire.
Later y'all.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Hot Cocoa
I type before you today...a woman on the verge.
Huh...I once was in a play called "On The Verge" back in my college days.
It was about 3 Victorian woman caught in time travel.
This is where I learned the word sans.
Oh, how I miss the theater!!!
The smell and feel of stage makeup.
The warmth of the lights blinding you to the audiences presence.
The sick feeling of not being able to remember a single line before walking on stage only to remember everything precisely right once your foot hit the boards!
The long days and nights of rehearsal binding you to the people creating the world within the play.
Costumes, stage construction, endless hours of painting and sewing.
Ha, ha ha ha...it was preparing me for being a MOM!!!
If you find me being a bit dramatic at times, it is my vain attempt to recapture my by gone glory days of college theater and my many roles therein.
Sigh!!!
Okay, Wow...that really took a little side line journey there now didn't it.
Let's bring it back around to the start...
I type before you today a woman on the verge of my family camping adventure this weekend.
I used to be able to get out of it by staying home with our daughter as my husband took the boys.
She is kind of opposed to that now that she is 7!!! She wants to go!!
So...go we will.
My plan is soup in the crockpot cooking, so if there is a problem with the electricity then I am in big trouble. Actually my husband said that we will not be so far away from civilization that we couldn't go buy a large pot should we need it.
I don't want a large pot, cause if the crockpot isn't working then that means my coffee pot won't be working either and that would be a travesty of unparalleled proportions.
Uhhhhhh, adding coffee press to my list immediately!
I will have coffee, I will.
I will, I will, I will.
Coffee and me, me and coffee.
There is just nothing else I need to say about that.
I do however need to say something about hot chocolate!
It is so very easy to make.
Now, come on...I don't mean ripping open one of those cool foiled lined envelopes of hot cocoa mix to dump into a cup of hot water. Those nasty corn syrupy hydrogenated oily artificial flavor sucralosey blech a blech blech mixes!!
I mean making your own mix.
Yes, your own mix I said.
I must again wonder....How in the world did I get to be 40 years old and not ever make a hot cocoa mix????
When starting out on a search for a mix I came across many. You know what they all contained?
Powdered coffee creamer. Blech a blech blech!!! The list of ingredients on coffee creamer is just as bad as the rip open envelopes, why would you do that to yourself???
Okay, I can tell that I really need to calm down about this.
Deep cleansing breath and on to the recipe.
I did a search for "natural cocoa mix" and finally came across a recipe by Alton Brown from TV Food Network. If you aren't a foodie you may recognize him from the Welch's grape juice commercials or Iron Chef America, or his series Good Eats! He is very humorous in a geeky scientific sort of way. I trust him with my food.
Here is a link to his recipe, which I tweaked for our tastes.
Hot Cocoa Mix
5 cups powdered sugar
2 cups cocoa
5 cups powdered milk
4 tsp. cornstarch
2 tsp. salt
Put all of these ingredients in a bowl and gently whisk them together. Gently! Everything in that list is light and airy so a heavy hand creates quite a mess quickly.
It all fits in a large ziplog bag too, so that is a good way to go as well.
To make a cup of cocoa, simply put a heaping 1/4 cup mix into a mug and fill it with hot water. Stir, stir stir until the mix is dissolved and enjoy.
I know a 1/4 cup of the mix seems like a lot, but it really isn't when you think about the fact that it is the "milk" part of the hot cocoa too. Adjust the amount of mix to your particular taste needs.
I ran this past my 13 year old boy and got a double thumbs up!!
Oh...I just remembered too...in all of my recipe review reading people were very adamant about using the very best quality ingredients you could find. Go for the name brand powdered milk over the store brand and choose the best cocoa your frugal conscience can manage!
I had the Hershey's brown container here because I purchased the extra large size at Sam's and still have half a container even after making a cake, a batch of cookies and this cocoa!! hee hee.
I have a feeling I would really, really like it with a dark chocolate cocoa and will try that someday too.
Off to pack some more stuff now!
I hope to have many tales to share after camping this weekend!
Actually maybe I don't!!
I want to be sans drama, of that I am sure!!
Huh...I once was in a play called "On The Verge" back in my college days.
It was about 3 Victorian woman caught in time travel.
This is where I learned the word sans.
Oh, how I miss the theater!!!
The smell and feel of stage makeup.
The warmth of the lights blinding you to the audiences presence.
The sick feeling of not being able to remember a single line before walking on stage only to remember everything precisely right once your foot hit the boards!
The long days and nights of rehearsal binding you to the people creating the world within the play.
Costumes, stage construction, endless hours of painting and sewing.
Ha, ha ha ha...it was preparing me for being a MOM!!!
If you find me being a bit dramatic at times, it is my vain attempt to recapture my by gone glory days of college theater and my many roles therein.
Sigh!!!
Okay, Wow...that really took a little side line journey there now didn't it.
Let's bring it back around to the start...
I type before you today a woman on the verge of my family camping adventure this weekend.
I used to be able to get out of it by staying home with our daughter as my husband took the boys.
She is kind of opposed to that now that she is 7!!! She wants to go!!
So...go we will.
My plan is soup in the crockpot cooking, so if there is a problem with the electricity then I am in big trouble. Actually my husband said that we will not be so far away from civilization that we couldn't go buy a large pot should we need it.
I don't want a large pot, cause if the crockpot isn't working then that means my coffee pot won't be working either and that would be a travesty of unparalleled proportions.
Uhhhhhh, adding coffee press to my list immediately!
I will have coffee, I will.
I will, I will, I will.
Coffee and me, me and coffee.
There is just nothing else I need to say about that.
I do however need to say something about hot chocolate!
It is so very easy to make.
Now, come on...I don't mean ripping open one of those cool foiled lined envelopes of hot cocoa mix to dump into a cup of hot water. Those nasty corn syrupy hydrogenated oily artificial flavor sucralosey blech a blech blech mixes!!
I mean making your own mix.
Yes, your own mix I said.
I must again wonder....How in the world did I get to be 40 years old and not ever make a hot cocoa mix????
When starting out on a search for a mix I came across many. You know what they all contained?
Powdered coffee creamer. Blech a blech blech!!! The list of ingredients on coffee creamer is just as bad as the rip open envelopes, why would you do that to yourself???
Okay, I can tell that I really need to calm down about this.
Deep cleansing breath and on to the recipe.
I did a search for "natural cocoa mix" and finally came across a recipe by Alton Brown from TV Food Network. If you aren't a foodie you may recognize him from the Welch's grape juice commercials or Iron Chef America, or his series Good Eats! He is very humorous in a geeky scientific sort of way. I trust him with my food.
Here is a link to his recipe, which I tweaked for our tastes.
Hot Cocoa Mix
5 cups powdered sugar
2 cups cocoa
5 cups powdered milk
4 tsp. cornstarch
2 tsp. salt
Put all of these ingredients in a bowl and gently whisk them together. Gently! Everything in that list is light and airy so a heavy hand creates quite a mess quickly.
It all fits in a large ziplog bag too, so that is a good way to go as well.
To make a cup of cocoa, simply put a heaping 1/4 cup mix into a mug and fill it with hot water. Stir, stir stir until the mix is dissolved and enjoy.
I know a 1/4 cup of the mix seems like a lot, but it really isn't when you think about the fact that it is the "milk" part of the hot cocoa too. Adjust the amount of mix to your particular taste needs.
I ran this past my 13 year old boy and got a double thumbs up!!
Oh...I just remembered too...in all of my recipe review reading people were very adamant about using the very best quality ingredients you could find. Go for the name brand powdered milk over the store brand and choose the best cocoa your frugal conscience can manage!
I had the Hershey's brown container here because I purchased the extra large size at Sam's and still have half a container even after making a cake, a batch of cookies and this cocoa!! hee hee.
I have a feeling I would really, really like it with a dark chocolate cocoa and will try that someday too.
Off to pack some more stuff now!
I hope to have many tales to share after camping this weekend!
Actually maybe I don't!!
I want to be sans drama, of that I am sure!!
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