Weekend Review

It's Monday, and technically not still the weekend, but it IS part of OUR 4-day weekend, thanks to a school records day and Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Two of the four of us are sick.  Colds, I guess.  Although our son's asthma always makes it seem worse for him.

We have been hunkering down mostly.  Laying low.  Hibernating.

Except for my sweet hubby and daughter who went on an adventure Saturday morning, and did all of the grocery shopping.  They love a good adventure, and are so good at taking care of me when I'm not feeling up to par.

So, a winter weekend at home has turned into a weekend of good eats.  Last night, we enjoyed homemade bread and soup.  Today, I stayed home while the rest of the family went to church.  In between naps on the couch, I got a spurt of energy, and made Impossible Breakfast Pie for lunch -- with prosciutto, green peppers, diced potato, and onion.  It was YUM-MY (even if I do say so myself).

At Christmas, my daughter and I made jars of Peppermint Stick Cocoa to give as gifts, and ended up with leftover dry milk.  Do you use dry milk for anything?  I don't think I've used it my entire married life, and now here I am with leftovers!  Right away, I thought of my mom's recipe for Brown-Eyed Orange Bars.  It calls for dry milk, which I never have on hand.  TaaDaa - the answer to today's "What shall I bake?" question.

Brown-Eyed Orange Bars

Beat well, at low speed:
1/2 cup margarine, softened
1/2 cup orange juice
1 egg
1 T. orange rind
2 tsp. vanilla

Add in:
1-1/2 cup flour
1/3 cup dry milk (in dry form)
1/3 cup sugar
1-1/2 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt

Mix well.                                                                                                                                    
Stir in:
6 oz. chocolate chips
(I used 6 oz. mini-chips)

Spread in a greased 9 inch pan. Bake at 375F for 25-30 minutes, or until cake pulls away from side of pan.



These were a great success at our house!  Lucky for us, there's still some dry milk left.  Gee - that might mean we have to make these again.  Or as my daughter likes to say, "Keep practicing!"