Ice Cream Kolatkes

The whole time I was making these, I kept thinking…

“The Queen of Hearts she made some tarts all on a summer’s day;
The Knave of Hearts he stole the tarts and took them clean away.
The King of Hearts called for the tarts and beat the Knave full sore
The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts and
vowed he’d steal no more.”

Poor guy.  He can have some of ours.

They are divine.

Ice Cream Kolatkes

Ingredients:

2 cups butter, softened

1 pint vanilla ice cream, softened

4 cups all-purpose flour

2 tablespoons sugar

1 tsp. salt

12 oz apricot or raspberry jam

1 to 2 tablespoons confectioners’ sugar, optional

Directions:

With electric mixer, beat butter and ice cream until blended (mixture will appear curdled). Add flour,  sugar and salt; mix well. Divide dough into four portions; cover and refrigerate for 2 hours or until easy to handle.

On a lightly floured surface–I use a pastry cloth– roll one portion of dough thin and flat;

Cut into 2-in. circles–

Now  roll each circle into a thin oval. Place a teaspoonful of jam at the end of each oval.

Overlap dough over filling; pinch tightly to seal.

Now roll up the rest of the dough.

Now, with seam side down, place 2 in. apart on ungreased baking sheets. Repeat with remaining dough and filling.

Bake at 350° for 18 minutes or until lightly browned.

Cool on pan for about 5 minutes before removing to plate.

Sprinkle with  sugar if you want them to be sparkly.

Share with the royal court.

Note: No Knaves were injured in the making, or eating of these tarts.

Ice Cream Kolatkes
 
Ingredients
  • 2 cups butter, softened
  • 1 pint vanilla ice cream, softened
  • 4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 1 tsp. salt
  • 12 oz apricot or raspberry jam
  • 1 to 2 tablespoons confectioners' sugar, optional
Instructions
  1. With electric mixer, beat butter and ice cream until blended (mixture will appear curdled). Add flour, sugar and salt; mix well.
  2. Divide dough into four portions; cover and refrigerate for 2 hours or until easy to handle.
  3. On a lightly floured surface--I use a pastry cloth-- roll one portion of dough thin and flat;
  4. Cut into 2-in. circles--roll each circle into a thin oval.
  5. Place a teaspoonful of jam at the end of each oval.
  6. Overlap dough over filling; pinch tightly to seal.
  7. Roll up the rest of the dough.
  8. With seam side down, place 2 in. apart on ungreased baking sheets.
  9. Repeat with remaining dough and filling.
  10. Bake at 350° for 18 minutes or until lightly browned.
  11. Cool on pan for about 5 minutes before removing to plate.
  12. Sprinkle with sugar if you want them to be sparkly.

 

Who’s In Charge Here Anyway?

Obviously not us…

or this wouldn’t be going on–let me tell you.

Or this.

And I’m pretty darn sure those willow branches are not suppose to be touching the ground.

So the bald kid and I trudged around making little cardboard Barbie tents out of old boxes…

to shelter my newly planted petunias.

And they promptly got buried.

Be brave little flowers.

Just as soon as we humans are in charge again–Spring is certain to come.

Though I can’t prove it.

“What power shall stay the heavens? As well might man stretch forth his puny arm to stop the river in its decreed course, or to turn it up stream, as to hinder the Almighty…”

Ok, ok…I get it.

May Flowers

Nothing like a little color to remind a person that it really, truly is Spring…nearly Summer, in fact.  Goofy cold weather has been holding us back from the garden, but we’ve come to the place where if feels like “plant or perish!”


So the bald kid kindly dug up a generous patch of spent dirt, mixed it with some soil booster…

and promptly bought me some flowers. Ooohhh I love that kid. Someone must have raised him right…heh.

To me–pink and purple petunias are pure perfection. Say that 5 times fast, I dare you.

Anyway, we dug a billion little holes for our billion little flowers and filled each space with water. “A five dollar hole for a fifty cent flower” as my mama used to say. We had to work quickly because…

when we looked up to our mountains we saw…

all that coming our way.  Lucky for us valley folk that before it reached us…

the snow graciously…turned to rain.

Gracious rain.

Has a lovely ring to it–

don’t you think?

Called To Live

“The Lord expects us to be as faithful, as devoted, as courageous as those who went before us. They were called to give their lives for the gospel. We are called to live our lives for the same purpose. In these last days we have special reason to do so.”

Robert D. Hales

Fashionista

This moment…

A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.

A simple, special, extraordinary moment.

A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Happy Saturday my dears!