This is an easy, tasty snack that will make your house smell amazing! Caution: They are deadly good. You can make half a batch in case you don't want too many around the house. They make a great gift, too, but you won't want to share them.
2 lbs. pecans
2 egg whites
1 tablespoon water
Mix together in a small bowl: (you can play with the spices – add more or less to taste)
1 c. sugar
1 tsp+ cinnamon
1 ½ tsp salt
½ tsp cardamom
½ tsp cayenne pepper
1 stick butter
In a large bowl, beat egg whites and water with a whisk until frothy. Add nuts & stir. Add sugar & spice mixture & stir.
Pour on to one or two parchment lined cookie sheets. Divide the butter into tiny pieces & put over nuts. Bake at 300 degrees for 45 minutes, stirring every 15 minutes. Cool. Devour.
I came across a crotched piano runner my Grandmother made for me when I was sorting through my linen closet a few weeks ago. I don't love the piano runner now and never did. But yet I kept it in my special linens bin because I love my Grandma, and she handmade this for me.
What a tripe whammy: gift, homemade, Grandma. Guilt from three angles. Any one of these can make getting rid of something difficult. But three of them? What’s a girl to do?
One of my favorite methods is to try to find a good home for the item. I think many of us wish that what we have a hard time parting with will be enjoyed by someone else.
Some things are just too hard to donate. Maybe it’s because we never really know what happens to them. I donate many things, most of the time without a second thought, probably because they don’t have any feelings associated with them.
So each month that I go to my book club I bring a bag of things that I want to find a good home. Many times I have great success with this and feel a bit like the matchmaker. My friends take home something they love, and I get the satisfaction of seeing my things appreciated again or maybe for the first time.
I just sent a note out to the family to see if anyone wants the piano runner. If not, to book club it goes next month. And if no one wants it, I feel better for at least trying to find it a good home, and that makes the guilt go away, triple whammy or not.