This post has absolutely nothing to do with fruits and vegetables. I really did have a recipe ready to post but I changed my mind. Instead of the Caramel Peanut Butter Oatmeal Bars, you are getting pictures from last week’s trip to the farmer’s market. Caramel Peanut Butter Oatmeal Bars sound delicious, why didn’t you share them with us? Because I love you far too much is why. More on that in a minute.
Yesterday was one of those days. I had a to-do list a mile long and two children that did not want to be a part of my kitchen antics. Clay protested by throwing my favorite anthropologie measuring spoons on the floor and breaking them. He then took it out on my laptop. My power cord will never be the same again. My Kitchen-Aid mixer that I love more than anything is dying. It is making this horrible sound and is trying to tell me to stop abusing it and mix something my hand for a change.
Yesterday I made a few things and nothing tasted good to me. The pictures looked flat and lifeless. But the final straw was the Caramel Peanut Butter Oatmeal Bars. I am almost embarrassed to tell you this story. I found the recipe in the Semi-Homemade Cooking Magazine. I should mention that Sandra Lee bugs me. Like really bugs me. The fake food. The tablescapes. I like a cocktail now and again, don’t get me wrong, but she takes it a whole new level. But I was leafing through her annoying magazine and this caught my eye. I saw the recipe and it looked really good. I had everything in my pantry. For some unknown reason I buy cake mix every time it goes on sale. I rarely use a boxed cake mix , but I guess I am afraid that if I ever do decide to make I don’t know, 27 cakes one day that I will not have enough Duncan Hines. I put it together and baked it off. It looked okay and tasted okay but it just didn’t give me the happiness that baking usually does. And then I really thought about it. It goes against everything that I believe in. Everything that I used to make it with came from a box. I read the labels on the products that I used to make it. High Fructose Corn Syrup and preservatives, very few words that I knew what they were or meant. No wonder it did nothing to make me feel better.
Now, I am not knocking using a convenience food now and again. I will take some help when I need it, but really Sandra, how hard is it to chop an onion? I like the process of cooking. I like the chopping and stirring and whisking. I like knowing where my food comes from. I have to be honest, I often wonder about Sandra’s health and well-being. It cannot be good for you eat the amount of chemicals and preservatives that she eats. 70 percent store bought 30 percent fresh ingredients? Just think about that. 70 percent of your foods have ingredients that a third grader could not pronounce in them. Only 30 percent of the ingredients are fresh. Mind boggling.
So that is why I did not share the Caramel Peanut Butter Oatmeal Bar recipe with you.
As it always does, the sun rose again and it is a new day. A much better day. One without broken measuring spoons. My Kitchen-Aid on the other hand…