Brigadeiros and My First Succesful Omelet

So it's been a while guys. I have a new recipe to share with you!

Recently, on a show called Unique Sweets, I saw something that I knew I needed to try. In Brazil, there's this amazing confectionery treat called a brigadeiro. I can tell you right now, it's one of my favorite candies now. It's kind of perfect and amazing and rich and delicious. It's like a mix between a caramel and a chocolate and a truffle and sex and heaven. Seriously. These things are amazing.

You're probably asking what exactly makes these things so amazing, and how does one make them?

Reason number one why they're so amazing:
There are 3 ingredients. That's it. That's all.

Here they are:
1 can of sweetened condensed milk
2 Tbs. butter
3 Tbs. cocoa powder

Reason number two why they're so amazing:
The cooking process.

Step one: mix ingredients together in a medium size saucepan.
Step two: stir until thick.
Step three: Cool.

Done. 

Now, you can do one of two things now.

Option one: scoop the chocolatey deliciousness into a jar and use it for whatever you want. (ie: spreading on waffles, plopping on a croissant, eating it directly out of the jar during a painful period...)

Option two: roll into small balls and cover in toppings of your choice. This is what I did. I chose dark chocolate chunks that I cut up into teeny-tiny pieces, rainbow sprinkles, and cinnamon sugar. The chocolate chip covered ones were by far the favorite. My husband was disappointed by the cinnamon sugar coated balls, and Little-Bear loved the sprinkle-coated ones. I'm a fan of them all though.

 Brigadeiro rolled in Sprinkles.

So there you have it, brigadeiros!

 Little-Bear nomin' on a sprinkle-coated brigadeiro.

In other news, I was able--after 22 years and nearly as many attempts--to make a successful omelet. It was nothing fancy, just some pasture raised eggs, serrano ham, parmesan, and parsley. But to me, it was the best thing I'd ever made with eggs because it was the very first omelet I've ever made successfully. I swear, every other time I've attempted one, it's always turned into a scramble. This one stayed together, looked and tasted delicious, and was the perfect dinner for one.

 My first omelet!

That's all I have time for today, so until next time, enjoy life and your loved ones with just a spoonful of sugar!

Married Life, or Everyday I'm Giggling

So it's been a while friends, and as you've probably guessed since I never updated after my last post, that juice cleanse didn't really go so well. (How the fuck are you supposed to have energy to raise your active toddler when you're just drinking juice? Like...seriously? What was I thinking?)

Anyway, I wanted to share a moment with you all. My husband and I will have been married for two years on June 19th, and the reason we have lasted two years without killing each other is because we make each other laugh every day. (That and for some unknown reason I can NOT stay mad at my husband. Seriously. I've tried. A lot.)

Recently, we were cleaning our kitchen up--which happens all the time because WTF why won't the kitchen stay clean we didn't even fucking cook today--and we had one of those "stop what you're doing and fall down laughing" moments. Here's what happened.

Me (desperately trying to figure out how the dishes keep multiplying despite them not being used): "Hey babe, can you unload the dishwasher? I'll load it, I just need all this shit put away first."
Him: "Yeah. I like unloading it anyway."
Me: "Well I like loading it, so that works."
Both of us stop what we're doing and look at each other.
Me: "Well that only took two fucking years to realize!"
Laughter.

I adore my husband. I really do. He is my soul mate and I just utterly and completely love him. I love the way he frowns in his sleep unless I scratch his head, how he takes longer showers than I do, how I can never stay mad at him (no really, it's why he's still alive...), and most of all I love how he loves our son.

Another one of our Murphy Moments as I sometimes call them came a few nights ago when we were getting into bed and discussing my parents' upcoming visits. I'll just jump right into this one since there's really no describing it...

Me: "So mom's coming on June fifth and staying until the fifteenth, then dad's gonna get here on the seventeenth I think and stay ten days."
Him: "Okay, sounds good."
Me: "So I guess dad will be here for our anniversary if we want to do anything."
Him: "Okay."
We both settle into bed.
A minute later...
Me: "So don't get mad, but I was thinking yesterday about our anniversary and I seriously couldn't remember if it's the seventeenth or the nineteenth."
Him: "I was JUST thinking the same thing."
Laughter.
Me: "I love you."
Him: "I love you too."

I hope you and yours have as much love as we do. Until next time, enjoy life and love with a Spoonful of Sugar.