PRALINE CHEESECAKE

This year, over the eating holidays, I fared well. I’ve been more vested in reducing intake than finding new and enticing recipes. However, we received fresh pecans as gifts from two family members. Fresh pecans are a family memory for us. Pecan trees were common in people’s yards, and there were pecan orchards in our area, grown by, at that time, the many small farmers spread across communities. Fresh pecans and desserts with pecans, like cakes and pecan pies, were popular. My sister-in-law makes the best pecan pies, by the way. I couldn’t join for Thanksgiving, and enjoy some of her pecan pie, so I began thinking about baking with pecans. We have a set of ramiken dishes, and I had been wanting to use those for individualized desserts, and the following idea struck:

Shortbread cookies for a crust, cheesecake, and a pecan pie topping

Crust: We had been getting butter cookies imported from France through Costco that I wanted to crush and use for a crust, but those were discontinued. Greg decided to try some recipes for shortbread cookies. The first one was a bit salty, which probably helped when I used it for the crust. He used the outer part of a donut cutter, inherited from my mom, to cut the cookies, and it turned out to be the perfect fit for a bottom crust in the ramekin dish. About any shortbread recipe will do.

He also looked up the history of why “shortbread” was used instead of “cookie”. Apparently, when cookies were taxed by England, the Scottish people began making “shortbread”, which as a “bread”, avoided the tax. Sounds like Scottish history to me, and I’m happy to count this among my genetics.

Cheesecake: I looked at several recipes and settled on an adaptation of this one:
https://bakerbynature.com/extra-rich-and-creamy-cheesecake/

I chose this one as a starting point because I wanted a lighter cheesecake, like the ones at Badolina’s in Houston. The heavier, more traditional recipes include sour cream, and I wanted a creamier flavor and texture. Also, for traditional recipes, use of a mixer is discouraged, to produce a denser cake.

To fill four ramiken dishes, I used this ratio of ingredients:

One pkg cream cheese, 8 oz., softened (not cooked) in the microwave
3/8 cup sugar (yes, you will have to estimate)
1 large egg
2.5 tablespoons of heavy cream
1 tsp. vanilla

Whip the cream cheese first, then add the cream and egg. As soon as the mixture is not quite homogenized, add the flavor and sugar. I used a handheld mixer. (Don’t overmix.) This produced some lightness without being fluffy. Tip: melt the cream cheese in a 4-cup Pyrex measuring cup and you can blend the rest of the ingredients into the same dish afterward.

I put the cookies in each ramekin, then filled to near the top. I baked at 350 for 45 mins. on a cookie sheet, with a larger baking pan below containing about half an inch of water. These rise like a souffle, but settle if disturbed before they are fully baked. I checked the dishes at about 40 mins. and wibbled to see whether the mixture had set, then baked for about 5 mins. longer. In some environments, the baking time may need to be decreased. The texture should not be stiff from overbaking. I cooled, then stored these in the refrigerator for a few hours, covered.

While the cakes were baking, I made the praline sauce. The pecan pie recipes didn’t look quite right as a topping, so I started with this praline sauce recipe:
https://southernshelle.com/bourbon-pecan-topping/

and modified as follows:

2 tblsp. unsalted butter
3 tblsp. dark brown sugar
1/2 tsp. light corn syrup
2 tblsp. heavy cream
1 tsp. Cook’s English toffee flavoring
Sprinkling of salt
1/2 cup pecans

Stir all but the pecans in a small saucepan on the low side of medium heat, then add the pecans. Heat while stirring at a temperature that won’t scorch the sugars. Watch for the sauce to have a heavy, very slow drip from the edge of a spoon, but don’t crystalize to the point of forming a thread. I used a small Correlle dish on a glass cooktop. The glazed dish could also be used for storage, avoiding metals which can cause flavor change, and it could be easily reheated on the cooktop in the same dish for a warm topping on a cool cheesecake. I covered the top of two cakes liberally, then put the rest in the refrigerator for later.

These were so delicious that it was hard to wait! And with about 8″ of snow on the ground, , while Grace O bounds and races then sits and gazes at scenery, it is a good time to meddle in the kitchen again.

For additional snowed-in ideas, try the “In the kitchen” category link:
https://thebigfootclub.com/category/homeaccomodations/in-the-kitchen/

*For the most delectable result, pecans should be purchased at harvest and kept frozen or used while fresh. Some pecan varieties oxidize more rapidly than others. Elliott is a good variety for this use.

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Happy Christmas 2025!

It is a brilliant, cold morning on the outskirts of southwest Missouri, with a north breeze and a total of 9 degrees. “9” is the favorite Newfoundland number here, and Grace fully embraced that. When I took her out to relieve herself, which of course was not a quick trip, on the way back she began studying a bird. Grace, as Holly was, is fascinated with creatures that can fly. She continued her sky-gazing with reservation about going back inside, while I was a lot more interested in going back inside. I finally looked up, and the bird circling directly over our house was a Bald Eagle!

We have a few of those, and apparently there is a nest in the vicinity. It is unfortunate for the smaller birds who are cold-stressed and not moving as quickly. I had gone out to feed them, since one by the patio was clearly impaired, and I may have unintentionally set up a Bald Eagle feeding station. That happens for cats too.

When we came inside, Grace could no longer contain her energy. She had been pleasant and somewhat quiet before going outside, but temperature drops, as we all know, have a trigger effect on a Newf. She bolted upstairs, crashing through the closed sliding doors into the entry area. [Note to self: need something more reliable than the lock on those doors.] She bounded onto a bed and stated with ample clarity that it was time to get out and do something FUN! (her version of fun) It is a good thing that the vacuum battery died last night before I finished in the entry, with leaves being brought inside on her coat. Her free-access yard is blocked off until the new grass grows, but she can exercise in the south yard by going on-leash through the entry. Her blasting power was tripled! I played Stick with her (keep-away), and as usual, I cheat. I pick up a different stick, so she wants that one instead. Then I switch again. Racing past me with rocket power, the brilliance of the sun was reflected in motion off her shiny black coat. This was beautiful to watch. It would have been lovely to have taken pictures, but my attention was fully on Grace. She began getting closer as she passed, and the stick was long. I hesitated a couple of times, but she cleared me with ease. She has learned to balance long sticks in the center of her mouth, and tilt them sideways along her body. Maybe she would be a candidate for FastCAT. I hesitate to train Newfs for high-speed racing, but when she plays in the yard, that is the first thing she wants to do.

Her stamina was inversely proportional to the temperature. After a while, I went back inside. Grace stayed out and went on patrol as I watched. She spotted Greg outside feeding the young bull and raced to where she could get a batter vantage point, then back after he moved. After a while, I convinced her to come in by asking whether she was getting hungry. She was the only house member still outside, so it was an easier sell.

. . . I wonder what she will think about flying reindeer.

Is it a bird? Is it a plane?

Inside, the sun through a crystal gave Grace’s coat a little more artistic presentation:

Sunlight through window with prism
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DIGGERS

When Grace dug up areas of her yard like an excavator, I was pretty impressed. As I’ve said, we have maybe an inch of dirt on top of a lot of rock. The guys who came to build fence couldn’t use their usual heavy equipment for pushing in fence posts since the pre-coated posts are too light of a gauge, so they had to dig each hole by hand, about 50 of them. These are young guys, but digging holes is hard on anyone. They showed me the tool they were using to break up the rock. It looked a lot like ours, inherited from my Dad and made from a model T axle many decades ago. I got them each a tube of Bengay Advanced (and added a gift card to a local restaurant inside). They are very polite, and they thanked me for the Bengay. One looked a little confused, so I suggested that he open the box.

So, when I say that Grace digs, she has a lot of power. She doesn’t need Bengay, but this was almost 20X the number of holes that she dug, and the corner posts had to be dug deeper. Her shoulder muscles were really buff when she was doing her remodeling. Since we’ve been back, she hasn’t had as much enthusiasm for digging, until this week. She’s been excited about what is going on outside: building fence in the south part of the yard (for scent work) and rebuilding two of the yards. When you live in a mining area, you have to assess your yard for heavy metals (or for whatever industry issue is common to your area). Our yard was tested when we moved here, and it met EPA limits (100 ppm for lead – too high for my comfort, even though our yard had much less). With Grace investing so much in digging and ingesting the soil in the process, I decided to replace the surface layer of soil in her yard with better soil. Sourcing better soil here is an effort! (and “EPA-tested” doesn’t meet my goals) After testing three samples, I settled on one, but before we had all of the soil delivered, an unexpected rain occurred one night and that source couldn’t get into their field. So, on a short-notice basis, I had to find another qualified source, and one who could deliver the same day. It was like most construction projects: delays, hiccups, pressure and finally a good outcome, without time to spare. Meanwhile, with dirt being moved on the west and east sides, it spilled a little at a time onto the drive where I took her on-leash for relief. She had seen the dirt on her yard being spread, and she was very excited! A whole yard full of dirt for digging! And on trips for relief, she jumped down onto her elbows and swept the dirt in the drive back and forth between her paws, with gusto and sometimes forgetting that there was a human attached to the other end of the leash.

I was planning to let her use the south yard while grass grew on her yard, and I tried to explain gently that all of that dirt was for the purpose of growing grass. And I was dreading all that dirt being brought into the house over the next few months. No worries! We will have a drenching rain, and the dirt will now take the form of mud! I hope the grass grows fast.

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LANGUAGE ARTS: NEWF

My little pirate has been growing up a little more each day. On Saturday, we took her to the park in the car for a walk. Like all vehicles, it is mainly a two-seater, with the second row of seats folded down. I put a lower deck in the van for dog shows, and she has trouble seeing through the windows, plus those don’t open so you don’t get to feel the breeze on your face. The car windows are marked so those are opened enough for her head to go through, but not enough for her neck, to prevent her bursting through. So, in the car, she gets to hang her head out, and this gives her great joy. On Saturday, there was an added bonus of chill and light drizzle. For a human, drizzle with the windows open is less joyful, but the math adds up when you see the smile in the rear view mirrors.

When we got back from our walk, our little girl demonstrated something new. I am always pleased when our Newfs begin to learn how, and when, to negotiate. There are times when a command isn’t to be questioned, and there are times when the humans need to listen, and in-between times there is room for practice. When we put the ramp in place, Grace remained seated with her back to the rear of the front seats, head down with an expression of disappointment. Not long ago, when the chill first arrived, we took her for a couple of joy rides. Clearly, she didn’t want the ride to end yet. When the humans recognized this, we negotiated back. “OK, but we will have to do that later. We have work to do right now.” Trustingly but reluctantly, she got up and came out. [It’s a hard thing to disappoint a good Newf, but negotiations must go both ways.]

There is a certain softness and flexibility that evolves with learning. But there is still pirate.

In the mornings, for most mornings, she gets onto the bed early and we have a snuggle and play session. She goes into play mode with a jubilant expression, and she still makes garbled pirate noises. But one morning recently, she fell asleep while I was cuddling her. I had her paws in my hand, feeling her pads on one side and the coat on top of her toes on the other. She went into REM cycle and her toes began twitching and moving. Since when do I wake before pirates, and since when do I stay awake while the pirate goes back to sleep? What a strange turn of events.

But little pirates grow up, and they need their sleep. It was the gift of a smile for the human co-pirate.

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