Where oh where do i begin?
Sean ‘Forget your troubles c’mon it’s sean bell’ Bell and Julius ‘late twenties’ ‘bettywhite’ Thomas came over for dinner tonight and it was kinda awesome.
Sean and I started immediately hitting the wine and cheese while Julius hit the kitchen and made some CRAZY TASTY shrimp n’ grits.
Not one to let everyone else bring allllll the goodies I offered to make dessert:
- Don’t let the butter get quite to room temperature. Take it out of the fridge and squish it into the flour and sugar letting the heat from your hands soften it up. It’ll make the crust WAY more manageable.
- No need to grease the pan
- Zest the lemon before you cut and squeeze it. it’s kind of a DUH thing but…ya know…
- Go easy on the powdered sugar on top of the squares. these things aren’t exactly crying for more sugar, ok?
- Wait til the squares come just to room temp before cutting and serving. everyone loves a little squiggy dessert but…just go with me on this one.
- Topping them with various berries is always a good call, too! Blueberries, raspberries, strawberries, snozzberries…wait…
YOU WILL BE A ZETA IF YOU KNOW WHAT’S GOOD FOR YOU
SO LISTEN WHILE WE SING TO YOU OUR SONG OF GREY AND BLUE
OUR CREST IS BEST BY TEST YOU’LL SEE/
WE’LL ALWAYS TREAT YOU RIGHT
(*loud as humanly possible*)
RAISE YOUR GLASSES HIGH AND DRINK TO Z-T-A TONIGHT
OH YOU WILL FIND THE GIRLS AS NICE AS THEY CAN BE
SO COME ALONG AND JOIN
THE BEST FRATERNITY
WE’VE GOT THE PEP THE GO THAT MAKES YOU WANNA SAY
‘HALLELUJAH! I’M CONVERTED AND I’LL BE A Z-T-A!’
‘HALLELUJAH! I’M CONVERTED AND I’LL BE A Z-T-A!’
I graduated college in ’05 and I have NO problem remembering that cheer. Ah, there’s nothin better than being a Zeta: the great girls, fun mixers, cynicism, finding friends you’ll truly keep for a lifetime…and the marshmallow brownies we make for rush.
Rush, as I’ll tell ya in the video, is tough: the long hours, panhellenic’s ridiculous list of rules, the rehearsals, the meetings, the decorations, and on and on and on… The thing that made it tolerable, though, was seein all the sweet new girls running up the hill with their bid cards on bid day and the leftover brownies after skit night. These brownies should really come with a warning-
1) they’re addictive as hell
2) they’re sugary as hell
3) glass of milk is NECESSARY for true enjoyment
You could seriously run the risk of slipping into a diabetic coma from one of these bad boys. However, if you’re a 20-year-old Zeta you’re gonna need that sugar to not only get through the night’s bid meeting, but also set up decorations for pref night. (I’m not about to go into details about what a ‘skit’ night or a ‘pref’ night is…i lived through it 3 times y’all…don’t make me do it again). Now that I’m 28 I like to shovel these into my mouth just to see how my body’ll react.
I like to keep my pancreas on its toes.
- 1 C butter, melted
- 2 C Sugar
- 1/2 C unsweetened coca powder
- 4 large eggs, lightly beaten
- 1 t vanilla
- 1/8 t salt
- 1 1/2 c all purpose flour
- 1 10.5 oz bag mini marshmallows
Whisk together melted butter and next 5 ingredients. Stir in flour. Pour batter into greased and floured 9′ X 13′ pan and bake at 350 for 25-30 mins or until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
Take out of oven and sprinkle with marshmallows. Return to oven for 5 minutes.
Remove from oven and spread with Chocolate frosting while still warm.
Do NOT overmix!
- 1/4 cup butter, softened
- 1/2 cup milk
- 1 16 oz box powdered sugar (sifted)
- 1/3 cup unsweetened coca powder
Beat all ingredients til smooth. Eat at your own risk.
So I know the title of this blog is pretty dumb…but we’re making Chess Pie today!!
Chess…Bobby Fischer…get it?
Anyhoo, there’s something about chess pie that’s massively southern and kinda nostalgic for me. It reminds me of Gibson’s Bar-B-Q off Memorial Parkway in Huntsville, AL. They’ve got everything: piggie mascots, old lady waitresses, paneling from the ’70′s, long lines on Sunday after ‘Big Church’, barbque stuffed baked potatoes and PIE! And even though I’ve never had the chess pie at Gibson’s, I associate this pie with this place. Funny, huh?
I’ve recently seen a chocolate version of chess pie at a place in Astoria, Queens. It’s served in a jar and topped with peanut buttery stuff. Although that sounds delicious I call bull ca-ca. That ain’t chess pie. Just ’cause it’s served in a Ball Jar doesn’t make it ‘southern’. So now I give you: Lemony chess Pie (feat. whipped cream tutorial and apple pie interlude):
The recipe calls for vanilla extract, but I experimented with lemon juice and zest and was blown away by the tastiness!
It’s total ‘GOOP’ pie and the lemon-ness is PERFECT!!! I can’t WAIT to make this again for company cause this sucker is all mine. Maybe Bobby Fischer woulda been pleasant if he had had a piece…
*Big credit to Dawn Harris for her general brilliance behind the camera*