The only downside was that I used an electric hand mixer. A stand mixer would work best to free up your other hand to pour the milk mixture and mix the eggs in at the same time.
3 cups of milk
1 cup of heavy cream
3 cinnamon sticks
2 teaspoons vanilla
1 teaspoon nutmeg
5 eggs, separated
2/3 cup sugar
3/4 cup dark rum or bourbon – optional – leave out for non-alcoholic beverage
In a saucepan, combine milk, cream, cinnamon sticks, and nutmeg. Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring constantly. Remove from heat and add vanilla. Cover and allow to steep.
In a large bowl, beat egg yolks and sugar until combined and forms thick frothy ribbons when the whisk is lifted. I used an electric hand mixer. A stand mixer would be best. Slowly mix in the milk mixture and continue to mix unit the mixture is combined and smooth. Add bourbon or rum, and stir. Chill overnight or for up to 3 days.
Before serving beat the egg whites in a large bowl or stand mixer unit soft peaks form. Gently fold into eggnog until combined. Serve and garnish with extra nutmeg.
Hmm… interesting, my last post was at Halloween. Thanksgiving is only two days away, where’d the time go?
I know what happened. NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) happened. By the way, how did you do with your word count this month? I got mine. Did you get yours?
Now that we’re done with that absurd writing challenge, what’s coming up next? Christmas? This is the craziest time of the year. It all starts with NaNo, then turkey in the oven, followed by hordes of Black Friday Shoppers heading out to the stores right after eating their Family Holiday meal. They should remain home to sleep off that bird but no, they run right out and join the crowd so they can fight over that $100 flat screen TV. See this is just the beginning of the craziest time of the year.
We fought with our word processors for nearly 30 days straight, forcing word after word on that blank white screen. They said write a 50k word story in 30 days or less but don’t worry if it is a mess. You will have the rest of the year to try to fix the thing. That is if it is fixable.
I wrote as though I was in brainstorming sessions. Now I have to drag and drop the chapters into different orders in hopes that I can get the timeline correct. Still that isn’t as silly as standing in line for a Black Friday ticket at the local Walmart. It’s the only time of the year when they are crazy enough to break every fire code rule.
Have you ever taken part in that absurd holiday tradition of shopping right after eating turkey? I did one year. The crowds didn’t bother me too much. What did bother me was how hard it was to find the items listed in the Black Friday flyer. Everything was scattered about the store. I thought they were kidding when they were handing out maps. What was I thinking?
Besides NaNo and Black Friday, I find the rest of the season pretty tame. I’m the one who puts up the tree. I’m the one who decorates it. I’m the one who tries to keep the spirit of Christmas alive. Oh wait, I feel a bah – humbug moment coming on. It will pass. I’ll inhale the scent of green pine needles, apples and cinnamon and most of all, chocolate fudge.
Oh, Fudge, the straw that broke the diabetic diet. I have to make several batches each year. This is hard to do without having a sample or two. Then there are the cookies and pastries. Don’t forget the eggnog too.
So, are you ready for the absurdity of this jolly time of year? No wonder people become stressed and angry; look at how crazy we become trying to take part in those traditional activities each year.
If I could dedicate a holiday to a family member, I would dedicate the Fourth of July to both my Dad and my Brother. My Dad passed away sixteen years ago in January. He had been a veteran of the Korean War even though he had never been deployed. Dad loved Fourth of July. Almost every year we went to the local parade in Pepperell.
My Brother, who I have not seen in a while, is a Navy Veteran. He too was patriotic.
Cookouts and Fireworks are this weekend’s themes. My children are grown, and the puppies don’t quite enjoy the Fireworks. Seems the sound hurts their ears. I’ve yet to find hearing protection for dogs.
An area town set off their fireworks last night. Both dogs were set to barking up a storm in response. It wasn’t until we took them outdoors to show them that they couldn’t see the show from the house, before they calmed down. When I lit a sparkler, Keelaa looked on only to become bored by the thing within a few minutes.
They are looking forward to the food, like most dogs. Hot dogs, hamburgers, and potato salad.