You could–of course, go ahead and buy tortilla chips OR you could make these cute little batty ones with tons of personality. This is an easy way to get people talking about–your chips. You know, that has never happened before.
Simply cut random bat shape out of regular flour tortillas.
Place them on a cookie sheet. Spray lightly with Pam so the spices will stick.
Sprinkle with a mixture of garlic salt, ground coriander and paprika (equal parts). I mixed the spices and put them in a shaker bottle. It worked beautifully.
Bake at 350 degrees for about 6-8 minutes or until golden brown. Allow them to cool.
Serve with Volturi Dip. You may hear a lot of, “No way! You made those?” from your guests. Just say, “Oh, yeah. I slaved allll day.”
Now perhaps you don’t see us as particularly farm-y sort of folks—but let’s not be too hasty
It just so happens that a few of us would really love nothing better than to find a farm house with a few chickens, a couple of horses and a cow or two and live happily ever after…once we learn how it’s done, of course.
Picture this–only in farmer clothes
I personally will go one step further and say that I might even like the handsome farmer to go along with the deal–especially if he had a Scottish accent. Ohh–allow me my fantasy, would you?
But when we had the opportunity to spend a day at the Thanksgiving Point Farm Country–a very tame farm–we scooped up the babies and headed out.
First thing–we were amazed to find baby chicks and peacocks for sale.
I wanted to put a couple in my purse and take them home–but they were surprisingly noisy. I would never have gotten them past Beanie the Dog Slayer, back home.
Pretty new experience to be near so many creatures that aren’t saying, “Meow.”
This little guy looks innocent enough, but in real life, he was a very pushy, very naughty goat.
In real life, this is a very sweet baby girl.
These were some very fancy footed chickens.
Apparently, every creature on this farm eats corn EXCEPT the calves. It gives them a stomachache. So don’t try it. You’ll get arrested or something.
Llamas and goats–together? Who’d of known? Don’t be fooled by that goat trying to be as tall as the llama–he’s totally cheating.
The babies were much braver than I was poking corn kernals in the little guys mouths. Watch your fingers Beck.
Goats, sheep, llamas–didn’t matter…brave, brave. Watch your FINGERS, Beck…
and your toes, Chompy.
The perfect farmer’s wife–don’t you think?
She–on the other hand–would like this pony for Christmas. This one.
And thus we see that a pig really isn’t just someone who burps at the dinner table.
They are actual pink, curly tailed animals. Again–who knew?
The itty bitty farmers are just too tired to go on. Farming is hard business. Phew!
Now, I figure this is an event worth celebrating–wouldn’t you say? Maintaining a daily blog for one whole year has been a pretty wild experience–and very, very good for my brain. So, since this is my cute little blog and I like to think I’m queen of the whole world–we are going to have a celebration…my kind of celebration.
To thank you all for your kindness and comments, I’d just love to invite you over to my house for cake and ice cream, but alas, I’m quite certain we’d have so much fun and make so much noise that somebody’d get arrested…likely me. So I propose an alternative to anyone doing time on my account. Here it is:
Answer the questions: What has been your favorite post, recipe, or project on Gracious Rain in the last year? and What would you like to see us do in the coming year?
Get this—Each person answering both questions, between now and midnight, TODAY October 20, 2009 will receive a gift from Gracious Rain for our Blogiversary. It could be anything from my favorite book to one of our cute little craft projects all finished–just for you. Perhaps you’ll get a pack or Ding Dongs. Or maybe…just maybe, you’ll receive the very last ticket to the New Moon premiere left in the theater. You never know–until you speak up. Oh, and after you comment, you’ll need to send your name and address to Launi@GraciousRain.com. Yeah, I’ll need that.
It’s such a good day to celebrate.
I hope you’ll join us.
Thanks for being friends with us.
love,
If you’d like—Read the very first post–from back when we were pups and had no clue what we were doing. :]
What a perfect, spooky snack for your little ghouls on Halloween night–or any night for that matter. Serve these creepy cuties with a bowl of soup and they’ll be ready for whatever haunts the evening brings.
We used Turkey Franks and a refrigerated tube of Pillsbury bread sticks.
Open the bread sticks–really isn’t that the spookiest part? I hate those exploding tubes. Get somebody else to do if if you’re like me. Then cut all the dough strips in half lengthwise.
Roll each strip just a bit so that it longer…
and wind up your little mummy babies any way you want. Leave a small space for the face to poke out.
If you want to–tear some strips and lay them on here and there for a tattered bandage effect.
Bake mummies at 350 degrees for about 20 minutes or however long it takes for the wrappings to get nice and toasty brown.
Daub tiny mustard or ketchup eyes on their faces with a sucker stick or a paintbrush.
Open the bread sticks–really isn’t that the spookiest part? I hate those exploding tubes. Get somebody else to do if if you’re like me. Then cut all the dough strips in half lengthwise.
Roll each strip just a bit so that it longer…
and wind up your little mummy babies any way you want. Leave a small space for the face to poke out.
If you want to–tear some strips and lay them on here and there for a tattered bandage effect.
Bake mummies at 350 degrees for about 20 minutes or however long it takes for the wrappings to get nice and toasty brown.
Daub tiny mustard or ketchup eyes on their faces with a sucker stick or a paintbrush.
