Well, Thanksgiving has passed — which means two things. First, the Christmas cookie baking season is upon us. Second, we’ve just eaten a lot of whipped toppings on pumpkin pie, pecan pie, or, in cases of extreme need, bark. So why not combine these two staples of the modern American experience?
I’ve never made cookies using cake mix before. It seems like a tawdry shortcut, but some of my friends swear by cake mix-cookie recipes. This one looked interesting enough — and easy enough! — to make it onto my Christmas cookie list for this year.
Ingredients: 1 8-ounce container of Cool Whip whipped topping; 2 eggs; 1 18.25 ounce package of lemon cake mix; 1 teaspoon lemon juice; 1/3 cup of confectioner’s sugar.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Beat eggs and whipped topping together. Add the lemon cake mix and the lemon juice and continue beating until dough is fully mixed and thick.
Fill bowl with confectioner’s sugar. Drop teaspoons of cookie mixture into bowl and roll to coat. Bake cookies at 350 degrees for 8 minutes, then remove cookies to rack to cool.
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Yesterday’s Ohio State win over Michigan was very satisfying, and allowed all members of Buckeye Nation to sleep more peacefully last night.
It was satisfying because it was so dominating. The Buckeyes ran the ball at will and made the Wolverines’ defense look totally overmatched. We’d been hearing about the great Wolverines D early this season, but there was only one great defense on the field in Ann Arbor yesterday, and it was wearing scarlet and great. The telltale sign was that Michigan couldn’t get stops when it absolutely had to do so — whereas the Buckeyes D could, and did.
It was satisfying because the Buckeyes finished. With the game close at halftime, the Buckeyes reeled off four straight touchdowns on methodical drives. They executed and beat the Wolverines physically. As the second half wore on, it became clear that the Michigan defense just wanted no part of the OSU offensive line, or Zeke Elliott, or J.T. Barrett. I think the Buckeyes could have hit 50 if Coach Urban Meyer hadn’t called off the dogs.
And finally, it was satisfying because it had to be soul-crushing for the Michigan faithful, who view the hiring of Jim Harbaugh as the harbinger of a return to the glory years. It reminded me of OSU during the Cooper era, when Buckeye fans would have high hopes that this would be the year they would knock off mighty Michigan, only to have a Michigan running back with a long name rush for 300 yards. In a rivalry game, there is nothing sweeter than beating your opponent so convincingly on their field that their fans are streaming out with 10 minutes left in the game.
Ohio State has now beaten Michigan 10 of the last 11 years. When that happens, all’s right with the world.
Kish and I stopped in a FedEx office this morning. We apparently just missed Santa, or one of his elves, who had been there Xeroxing “elf on a shelf” messages. This message acknowledges the assignment of the elf Maxy to one family, where he will keep an eye on behavior and report back to Santa himself.
Merry Christmas, indeed! As any former kid knows, the post-Thanksgiving period in when you really need to toe the line, else you end up on the dreaded “naughty” list. And Maxy will be there, watching.
Today football fans the world over get to watch, once again, the greatest rivalry game in college sports. In a few hours Ohio State and Michigan will square off at the Big House for The Game.
Don’t believe those who say this contest has lost some of its luster after Ohio State’s stunning loss to Michigan State last week. If anything, that makes The Game even more important. Ohio State does not want to end its season with two soul-crushing losses — and the Wolverines would like nothing more but to send Ohio State back to Columbus, whipped and beaten and clearly knocked off the top of the Big Ten pedestal.
I have no idea what to expect from this match-up — other than that it will be hard-hitting and hard-fought, because The Game always is. Jim Harbaugh has turned Michigan around quickly, and made them a tough, power team with a good defense. His old coach, Bo Schembechler, would be proud.
As for Ohio State, you wonder where the Buckeyes are, mentally. Are they still reeling from a bad game, or are they primed to go out and show the world that last week’s dismal offensive showing was a rain-soaked fluke? This is a week where Urban Meyer earns his paycheck.
How low can Donald Trump go?
Trump obviously is a jerk, but his buffoonery seems to have a kind of unfortunate multiplying effect. He makes the outlandish claim that he saw, on television, thousands of Muslims in New Jersey celebrating the fall of the World Trade Center towers on September 11. His claim is debunked. Trump then seizes on an article written by a reporter that suggests that at least a few people in New Jersey were detained by police for apparently celebrating the attacks.
When that reporter says in an interview that he doesn’t recall anyone in authority saying that thousands, or even hundreds, were celebrating the 9\11 attacks, Trump attacks the reporter. Some view Trump’s depiction of the reporter as meanly mocking the reporter’s hand disability, and Trump denies the charge — on the barely more defensible ground that he was simply mocking a flummoxed reporter, rather than mocking the reporter’s hand — and demands an apology for being criticized for his insensitivity. All the while, Trump stays in the headlines, day after day.
Even if you take Trump at his word that he was not mocking the reporter’s disability, it is inarguable that he was mocking the reporter — and all the while acting like the loud-mouthed bullying kid who made 7th grade so unpleasant.
If, like me, you are disgusted with the coarseness of our national discourse, it’s hard to even imagine how low things could go with Trump forever in the news. When was the last time you saw a politician stoop to physical mockery? Where’s the next stop on the downward spiral?
Well, we’re still working on the pies.
It’s Thanksgiving, the quintessential holiday for American families.
It’s a holiday where each family tends to develop its own rich trove of traditions. Maybe it’s a family football game before or after the feast. Maybe it’s a particular food, like Aunt Gertrude’s oyster stuffing or cranberry sauce still maintaining the shape of the can from which it came, sliced to produce red hockey pucks. Maybe it’s the rickety, riotous “kid’s table” where everyone under the age of 30 has to sit because the real dining room table can’t accommodate the whole clan.
But one of the biggest and most closely held traditions has to do with time — as in, when do you sit down for your meal? Newly married couples learn to their astonishment that not every family eats at the same time. Some people eat at noon, right after the parades end. Some people eat at four, squeezing the meal in between the football games on TV. So the newly married couple might eat two meals, one with each family, until they start to establish their own traditions.
I’ve never heard of anyone waiting until a more standard dinner time — say, 7 p.m. — to eat their turkey. By then, most of us are chowing a cold turkey sandwich, pounding down a second piece of pumpkin pie, and groaning at our gluttony.
Wherever you are, and whenever you eat, Happy Thanksgiving!