Brown
sugar…
A
staple in making chewy cookies, gooey cinnamon buns, luscious honey bun cake….
So
what do you do when you have everything in your house to satisfy that craving
for something fattening, but the brown sugar???
You
make some….
I
grew up making brown sugar… in fact it was my job to make it… and boy did I
hate making it…
Since
we had no electricity, it was a pastry cutter and a large bowl… instead of
taking only five minutes to make… I was at the horrid job for at least 20 minutes…
That
was 20 minutes I could have been reading or drawing…
I
swore I was never going to grow up and make brown sugar… I was gonna be like
normal people and just buy it…
Normal
is so overrated..
So
in order to cut even more costs around the kitchen, I started making my own
again..
I
had another moment of feeling like a lousy parent, ( one of many lately) when
telling my oldest daughter that we were going to make brown sugar.. she looked
at me with wide eyes in complete amazement and said…
“
You can MAKE brown sugar?”
So
I had to go into a rant how, yes you can and actually white sugar is just brown
sugar with all the molasses spun out of it… (Whether that is true or not, I
just repeated what my own Mama told me when I asked that very question… I guess
I could go look it up, but again… laziness has won again)
So
here we have molasses…. I have several different brands DH kept picking up
bottles, thinking we had none… I am pretty sure I could make about 10 lbs of
dark brown sugar with all that I have…
Here
is the deadliest sin in a health nuts kitchen… white sugar ( last two words
said in a deep scary voice)
Dump
some molasses over some white sugar.. I don’t measure.. just eye ball it..
If
it ends up to too dark add some more sugar… too light add more molasses
With
your mixers whisk.. beat on low for a good 5 to 10 minutes… till all the
molasses is completely mixed in…
We can see here it isn’t done
Now
it is… continue with midnight sweet craving or store in air tight container…
3 comments:
Well you only vaguely, sorta trashed me on this one, on your slavery...counteracted by my brilliant invention of homemade brown sugar. I thought that one up myself. so great I am. Guess that's where you get it......
Mountain Mama
Oh don't worry Mama, I have a whole other post on how I was abused by washing dishes as a teenager...
Well never the less, I love you both, I hope you know that.... (and as I am almost out of brown sugar, I'm going to go make some and think about my dear friends...)
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