07/15/10

BCFB Member Recipes

Pecan Pie Bars  by Barbara Phillips

Crust:

  • 2 1/2 cups flour

  • 2 sticks cold butter

  • 1/2 cup sugar

  • 1/2 tsp salt

Filling:

  • 4 eggs

  • 1 1/2 corn syrup

  • 1 1/2 cups sugar

  • 3 Tbsp. butter melted

  • 1 1/2 tsp. vanilla

  • 2 1/2 cups chopped pecans

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray a 15 x 10 baking pan. 

Crust: In large bowl mix flour and butter (cut in small pieces), sugar, and salt until mixture resembles small crumbs. Press into prepared pan. Bake 20-30 minutes until golden brown. Top with filling and finish baking as directed. While crust is cooking, beat eggs, corn syrup, sugar, butter, and vanilla until well blended. Stir in pecans. Immediately pour over hot crust. Bake 25 minutes or until filling is firm in center.

Carmel Pecan Bars  Barbara Phillips

Base:

  • 1 pkg. yellow cake mix

  • 1/3 cup butter softened

  • 1 egg

Combine cake mix, butter and egg, mixing until crumbly. Pat into  a 13 x 9 pan.

Filling:

  • 14 oz. sweetened condensed milk

  • 1 egg

  • 1 tsp. vanilla

  • 1 cup chopped pecans

  • 1 pkg. toffee chips

Beat milk, egg, and vanilla until well blended. Stir in pecans and toffee chips. Pour over base and spread to cover. Bake at 350 degrees for 25-30 minutes.

Mexican Casserole by Denise Paul

  • 2 lbs. ground beef (brown, better not to drain for tortillas, but can)

  • 2 small cans red enchilada sauce

  • 10-12  thin corn tortillas (tear into pieces)

  • Monterrey jack / cheddar cheese

  • 1 or 2 cans ranch style beans

  • 2 cans cream of chicken soup

Mix together. 

Cover with cheese, bake uncovered 30-40 minutes at 350 degrees.

 

 

 

 

 

Little Spouse on the Prairie
By Lana Robinson

"Sometahms I wunder if education's all it's cracked up to be," Mel said, bellying up to the breakfast table.

"Obviously, something's gone wrong when kids can graduate from high school and not know how to read," I said, as I shoved a plate of dry toast at him and sat down.

"Ah'm not tawkin' 'bout deficiencies in the system," Mel said. He popped a small sausage link in his mouth and chomped. "Ah mean education as a concept. Ah ain't so shore it's made a soul any smarter."

"How so?"

"Well jist thank about it," my husband continued. "Thur's been more diet books wrote in the last quarter century than ever before, an' all the statistics show folks is gettin' fatter by the day, 'specially kids.

"More books and courses than you can shake a stick at on relationships and how to git along with your mate, an' you got the highest divorce rate ever.

"More education than you ever seen on the ills o' drugs, drankin' an' illicit sex, an' seems lahk the more education efforts they devise, the more the thangs they're warnin' aginst increases...

"An' another thang...ever li'l rural town, seems lahk, hires some consultant group to do a feasibility study on what kiney economic opportunities they might have—what kiney bidness an' industry they cud attract to provide jobs. After thur $50,000 poorer, thur told `tourism an' laht manufacturin'.' It didn't take no rocket scientist to figger that out. Shoot, Ah cudda told 'em that for $25,000 if they jist wanted to waste thur money.

"Then thur's all 'em know-it-alls on Wall Street, night after night on the idiot box an' in the newspapers advisin' people on how to invest thur money. Lots uv 'em thought uv as `experts' in the last few years have been reduced to 'ex spurts.' Thur jist makin' educated guesses. All 'em economic models they been taught is faulty. Maht as well be gittin' yer fodder from the cow pasture, fer all they're nonsense is worth. Come to fahn out, a whole bunch o' 'em guys are tellin' clients to do one thang and all the time, those guys are doin' jist the opposite."

"Let me see if I understand here... are you trying to make the case that the more educated a person is, the dumber he is or what?" I asked.

"Nope," Mel said. "Guess whut Ah'm tryin' to say is when whut you learned is correct, you got to apply it fer it to work. Jist knowin' it ain't good enough. Then you need to make sure o' yore source. Lots o' educated folks—some of a'em well meanin'—ain't got no more uva clue than you an' me on some subjects. Mel chuckled and continued, "Ah 'member one tahm the Home Demonstration agent come to see Mama, and commista spoutin' whut the book said wuz the proper way to cook, keep house an' raise kids. Mama, who had 10 kids, stopped her and asked, 'How many younguns you got?' The young woman smiled, nervously, an' said, 'Well none. I'm not married.' Mama told her she ne'en to go no farther. Said, 'Tell you whut, when you git yersef a mess o' kids, then you come back an' Ah'll listen to whut you got to say!

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