Showing posts with label Ginger DeadMen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ginger DeadMen. Show all posts

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Ginger DeadMen and the Ancient Curse





Welcome back to our truly scarifying MLK Halloween Week!  You know our slogan:


EAT DRINK AND BE SCARY!!!






We interrupt this TERRIFYING recipe to offer congrats to the winner of the Cat Hat: Grandma Cootie!  



And now (and about time too) , GINGERDEADMEN  creepily  presented by Victoria Abbott, aka Mary Jane Maffini and Victoria Maffini:  


GINGER DEAD MEN


Life is short and then they eat you!


MJ here: This post started off as Chocolate GingerDead Men and Bat Buddies. But that was before I knew about the Ancient Curse that had afflicted my baking and indeed, my entire kitchen.  



You ask: How bad could it be?  Bad enough that when Victoria tasted the first sample of Chocolate GingerDeadMen, she screamed, kind of like these pumpkins.
 

That scream was totally appropriate and seasonal, but not the response I’d wanted. 

Then she said, “I can’t believe you made something that tasted like that.”

 I couldn’t either. In retrospect, some of the ingredients did seem a little unconventional, especially that one ENTIRE tablespoon of baking powder. 

But I did check it several times in case I was reading it wrong. What do I know, I said. It must do something for the recipe. And it did something all right.   
 
So, all to say, while the Chocolate GingerDeadMen and their companion Bat Buddies looked pretty good and they were a chance to play with my new cookie cutters,  you won’t be seeing that recipe here.  It should come as no surprise that the photos didn't turn out either.  Was the camera possessed too? Why else the out of focus shots? The full memory card? The icing on the lens? You tell me.




  
Never mind.  This version of gingerbread cookies tastes really good and will reappear in gentler form for Christmas around our house. 


But that’s not the end of my story. The Ancient Curse continues with my icing and cake decorating kit.  That icing was so runny that I worried it would ooze outside and get the pumpkins. Why else would they have those expressions?   Hey, what's that red puddle on the floor.?








 Did I mention the smoke alarm kept going off?  Yes, the smoke alarm that we have to get on a ladder to turn off. That one.  And there was the mysteriously empty but new containers of ginger and cloves.  So let’s not doubt that something’s afoot, my friends.  Before you know it, your icing may begin to drip and run away too.  Be very afraid.  


REST IN PIECES LITTLE COOKIES


We can help get rid of the cookies. We're not afraid of chocolate.



But back to business at hand.  We’re very keen about Halloween around here. All of us. Including the dogs, who have asked to make cameos and are insisting that they’re better looking than the cookies. Who am I to argue? 


GINGERDEADMEN and HEADSTONES


ALL YOU NEED IS:

1/2 cup butter, softened
3/4 cup packed dark brown sugar
1/3 cup molasses
1 egg, room temperature
2 tablespoons water
2-2/3 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons ground ginger
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon each ground cinnamon, nutmeg and allspice
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 tsp fine lemon zest

ALL YOU DO IS:
 
In a large bowl, cream butter and brown sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in molasses, egg, vanilla and water. Combine flour, ginger, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice and lemon zest; add by thirds to your creamed mixture and mix well. Divide the dough in half. Cover and refrigerate 30 minutes.
Preheat oven to 350° (I used 335 for Convection) .
On a lightly floured surface, roll out each portion of dough to 1/8-in. thickness. Cut with cookie cutters. 

My heart was in my mouth as I wondered if the ancient curse would continue with these: 

Bake 8 minutes or until edges are firm. Remove to wire racks to cool completely. Decorate as gruesomely as you can.  



Keep away from children, if you don't want them to cry.



Victoria Abbott is a spooky collaboration between Victoria Maffini and her mother, Mary Jane.  They'd like you to know that there are some very scary scenes in their latest book collector mystery: The Wolfe Widow. Just ask Walter the Pug.   Too frightening.



But why not see for yourself?  


Treat yourself: ORDER IT HERE!   That's no trick.