A Norwegian Tradition – Hidden From the Internet until Now

Happy New Years, friends! It’s been an interesting year here in Emeralds and Ampersands land, what with the beginning of the blog, a new found love of soccer, and much hands-on creating that we like to do here. Hell, I even met Macklemore at the day job. Seems I have a charmed life, or, as someone told me recently, I must actually “have my shit together.” Who knew? 

Interestingly enough, it turns out that my family have taken a bit of an interest in my creative endeavours. Sister A of the Great Fudge Debacle of 2001 took some time on Christmas day to describe another family tradition – one steeped in separated eggs, cardamom, and the occasional grease fire. 

So without further ado -my  first guest post!

Krumkake – A journey


Rolled Perfection

When I first moved out of my parents’ home, I made sure a recipe box was one of my first acquisitions. I spent way too much time copying over many of my favorite recipes from home until my hand cramped. The truth is, I didn’t use it much, except for maybe a couple specific recipes. As I look through it now, I wonder, “why he hell do I have this?” I’m pretty sure I have carpal tunnel, so why would I waste all that time to meticulously copy a recipe onto an index card?”

Whatever, that is not what this is about. This is a story about a lost recipe.

These days, I use Pinterest for recipes. I was pretty late to the bandwagon in general, but it is super handy, and I can keep everything organized with cute little pictures, and I can usually figure out what’s for dinner while searching on my phone shortly before I get home. Because I store recipes this way, I have little to no use for the recipe box in the top of my cabinet, except for TWO recipes – both of which I needed today. One is for lefse, which was not hard to miss because it is oversized and doesn’t fit just right, and it is laminated (which is a great idea, if you’ve ever made lefse).

(Editor’s note: AKA Bonnie here: Lefse is another one of those Norwegian specialties that my family and Ballardites agree are worth the EXTREME effort for. Think a very thin potato tortilla grilled on and extremely hot griddle and you’ll have the idea. That and so much flour you’ll look like a Golden Girl for the next few days.)

The other one is for krumkake (pronounced “crum-kaka”). It is a Norwegian cookie that I had promised to make and bring in to work the next day. I NEEDED it. I remembered almost exactly how to make it in my head, the ingredients, the steps, but that doesn’t cut it. I’m not the first person to say this, but cooking is an art, and baking is a science. I couldn’t wing this one.

So, I picked up my phone and searched “krumkake”.I got some hits, but they weren’t the recipes I was looking for. They were either plus or minus a few ingredients or the process was what I considered “lazy” i.e.: throw all ingredients into a bowl and mix.

Let’s get something clear right now – krumkake is no easy feat. It’s labor-intensive and totally worth it. As Bonnie says – “if you aren’t using every bowl in your house, you aren’t doing it right”. So, knowing a little about how Google works, I modified my search. I’m pretty sure that by the time I was done, I was searching “krumkake cream beat egg whites cardamom cornstarch”. NOTHING. The internet was wrong? How could this be?

The only people I could ask for the recipe were B and my mom, and they were both not at home. Then I remembered – I’ve been missing my copy of the recipe for a long time. I’ve done this before. Then I remembered my mom emailed me the recipe a couple years ago (the last time I realized it was lost). I searched my email and THERE IT WAS.

A Christmas Miracle!

This is sort of a family recipe, sort of not. My family is Norwegian, but my Grandma didn’t really make the traditional stuff. My mom learned her stuff from my great-grandma, but that isn’t where this recipe comes from. It comes from an old family friend – Mrs. T, who was a Lutheran pastor’s wife and pretty much rocked it when it came to Norwegian baking. My mom has been making this same recipe forever; it’s pretty popular at bake sales and cookie exchanges. If you live in Seattle, you probably don’t have to ask many people before you find a Norwegian and their mom/sister/grandmother/great-grandmother, etc. used to make krumkake around Christmas. It’s just what you do. Make sure to celebrate “Hug A Norwegian Day” with those people as well (It is November 22nd).

Did I mention you are going to need a special iron to make these? Oh yeah. I have a pretty snazzy electric one that can apparently be purchased at Bed Bath and Beyond, or you can go the super archaic route and get a cast-iron one that goes on the stove – but I used to have one and it is super messy (hence the grease fires.)

The right way to make krumkake:

If you don’t have a Kitchenaid Mixer, I hope you are an Olympic lifter, because you are going to need forearms of steel for the type of mixing necessary to do this right. (You can also rock a hand mixer if  the cooking gods have not granted your Kitchenaid wishes.)

1 c. sugar
½ c. melted butter
1 t. vanilla
3 eggs, separated
1½ c. flour
½ c. whipping cream, whipped stiff
1 t. cardamom
2 T. corn starch

First, beat the egg whites stiff. Just put the egg whites in the bow (very clean)l with the whisk attachment and crank that baby on high. It should look like a foam party in your bowl by the time you are done.Transfer the egg whites to another bowl (See where this is going? Gather a ton of extra small to medium bowls).

Wash your mixing bowl , and then do the same thing to the heavy cream – whip the crap out of it until it is thick. Remove it to still another bowl. Wash main bowl again. Beat egg yolks (you can use the plain mixing attachment at this point) and then add sugar, melted butter, and vanilla and mix well.

In still another bowl, mix together the flour, corn starch, and cardamom. Add the whipped cream and the egg whites to the sugar mixture and mix. Add in the flour mixture and mix. Make sure to scrape the sides and (especially) the bottom of the bowl. If the egg whites and whipped cream are not mixed in pretty well, there can be separation at the bottom of the bowl and it ruins the last few krumkake. (The egg white sort of burns off, leaving holes and a brittle texture.)


Golden Brown Goodness

So anyways, bake on a preheated krumkake iron. Even Teflon-coated irons need some oil starting out, but then you can just coat them every 10 or so. Non-coated ones need to be regularly oiled to prevent sticking.

Krumkake can be left flat or rolled into cone shapes on the wooden mandrel that comes with the iron. Keeping them flat means they are easier to store, eat and transport, but if you roll them, it has to be done immediately (but then you could add an optional filling [kind of like a cannoli]). Personally, I think they go great to eat with coffee. (Personally, I think they are great to eat with anything. And booze. Always that.)

<3/ A


Pumpkin Buttered Rum – Just Like Mom’s Pumpkin Pie (but with Booze)


Christmas at Chez Emeralds and Ampersands

Tis the season for warm drinks. Tis the season for spices and mulling. Tis the season for presents and shopping and family and parties and maybe just a little bit of stress and drama.

So tis the season for booze. Duh.

It might just be my family, but ever since the kids reached adulthood, boozy traditions have flourished into some of my favorite parts of the holiday. Nothing like light inebriation to smooth over any little interpersonal bumps.  There’s nothing like a hot mug of mulled wine or peppermint schnapps hot chocolate while you bunker down with “It’s a Wonderful Life.” My oldest sister makes sure we’re all ready to go with Blueberry Teas or Irish Coffee before we break into the gift exchange.


These are cuddle drinks

C’s family has perfected this into a beer tasting – we each bring a few microbrews we’ve never had before, line them up light to dark and full on taste those suckers. We write tasting notes and everything. The microbrews get a bit crazy. I’ve had a bacon maple bar beer. It was weird.

Somehow the combination of booze, family, and evergreen has become integral to holiday festivities. When I found some online mixology recipes for holiday cocktails, I was more that excited to try some variation on hot buttered rum. If you’ve never tried it, hot buttered rum is pretty much what it sounds like – sugared butter melted into rum and hot water, traditionally served with a whole cinnamon stick. A pumpkin-y twist on the classic adds just the right touch of fun to the old standard: Pumpkin Buttered Rum!

The key ingredient here is a bit of a challenge to find. It’s is definitely a specialty item. I’ve sometimes seen jars of it pulled out into an end-cap holiday display around Thanksgiving. If you get lucky, go ahead and grab it. However, take it from someone who has helplessly wandered the aisles of QFC for half an hour or so – the easiest thing to do is head to Trader Joes. TJ’s faithfully stocks the product all year, so all you have to do is walk in, avoid all the delicious TJ’s snacks and chocolate-covered miscellany and grab the butter. No substitutions – you’ll need it to hit the right pumpkin note.

Top with whipped cream and don’t count any calories – it’s the holidays after all.

Pumpkin Butter Glory

Pumpkin Buttered Rum
(adapted from The Kitchn)

1 stick unsalted butter, softened
¾ cup packed brown sugar
½ cup pumpkin butter
½ teaspoon ground cinnamon
¼ teaspoon ground cloves
¼ teaspoon ground nutmeg
¼ teaspoon ground ginger
Pinch kosher salt
Dark rum
Hot water
Whipped cream
Cinnamon (to garnish)

Cream together butter and sugar. Stir in pumpkin butter until combined. Add spices and salt, mix until creamy. This mixture will make a few drinks, so put it in an airtight container and pop it in the fridge. It should stay fresh for 1-2 weeks. (Can you say “make in advance?”)

When you’re ready to make drinks, set some water on to boil. Add a couple tablespoons to the bottom of a mug – you can add more or less to taste. Add 2 oz. of dark rum of your choice. Fill cup with hot water and stir to combine. Top with whipped cream. Garnish with a dash more cinnamon or a whole cinnamon stick

That’s all there is to it! All that’s left now is the roaring fireplace.

Happy Christmas, blogland!

Candy Land: How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Thermometer

I love to make candy.


Why yes, I did make the toffee.

This love stems from a couple of things, but I’ll have to admit that the main reason is plain ol’ ego massage. It is easier in my opinion than baking, but much, much more impressive. I invite you to test this theory out. You’ll be fair drowning in compliments, you candy-wizard, you.

But first! The obligatory tie-in:

When I was a kid, my oldest sister and I were staying together for the night by ourselves. I honestly can’t remember why, but she was 16 and cool, while I was 11 and desperately seeking approval. Turns out this time around she was willing to deign to my request, because my cool teenage sister drove me to  Blockbuster (so dated) to rent Happy Gilmore. Naturally, we decided to make fudge. We scoured my mom’s recipes until we found the one that seemed the easiest.

This was our first mistake. While making candy isn’t’t actually hard, the recipe should be complicated enough to make you cringe at first glance. Which leads me to my first rule:

When making candy, always follow the recipe exactly.

Candy making is a science- it’s all about creating crystal structures.

It's complicated, okay?

It’s complicated, okay?

If the recipe says use a clean bowl, use a clean bowl. If the recipe says do not stir, do not stir. If you have a  itchy creative trigger finger, try adding flavorings or spices to the candy, swap out packaging, use different nuts, etc. Just leave the directions alone.

Now, my sister and I learned to have our mise en place from our mother, who is a very organized lady. We quickly rounded up our powdered sugar, cocoa powder and the like and got cracking. We dumped everything in a bowl and got to the next step of the recipe – “MW for 2 min.” MW? Eleven year old me was mystified. My sister didn’didn’t fare better. Google wasn’t really a thing, nor texting mom to get an answer, so we went with our gut. “’Mix Well’?” I ventured. So we beat the crap out of it for two minutes in my mom’s Kitchenaid mixer.

See, we had never made candy before, so we didn’t know that MW stood for “microwave.” I would not really recommend making candy in the microwave because it’s too hard to control the temperature. Even so, if my sister and I had microwaved our concoction it would have at least had some semblance of fudge. What we ended up making resembled a dense chocolate frosting. Not horrible, but not fudge.

This brings me to my second rule:

Buy a good thermometer.

Martha knows all.

Martha knows all.

As I mentioned before, candy is more about science than cooking. Using a thermometer is easier and much more idiot-proof that using the old “soft ball” and “hard crack” methods.

I use a Martha Stewart-brand digital probe. It is nice because I can set it to alarm when it reaches the appropriate temperature. Buy any candy thermometer that makes you happy, but I would not recommend trying any of my candy recipes without an actuate thermometer. Not unless you are an absolute master of candy testing.

If you follow those two rules, the whole world of candy awaits you! Don’t worry, Blogland, I will walk you through your first go:

This is the goal.

This is the goal.

Emeralds and Ampersands’ Old Fashioned Fudge

2 cups white sugar
½ cup cocoa powder
1 cup milk
4 Tbsp butter
1 tsp vanilla extract, or substitute desired flavor

Grease an 8×8 pan with butter or shortening. Fudge tastes better when it is in your mouth and not stuck to the pan =]

Combine sugar, cocoa powder and milk in a medium saucepan. Ere on the larger size, as this mixture will expand as it cooks. Stir to combine. Bring the mixture to a boil stirring constantly. Once mixture comes to a medium boil, reduce heat to simmer, remove the spoon and add the thermometer. DO NOT STIR. Let that bad boy bubble away until it reaches 238 degrees F (the soft ball stage).  This will take some time, so be patient.
Remove from heat and allow to cool to 110 degrees F.

As mixture cools, wet a pastry brush or paper towel with water and wipe out any residual sugar crystals hanging out on the side of the sauce pan. These little crystals can fall into your finished fudge and create that grainy texture sometimes found in homemade fudge.

Once mixture has cooled, add butter and vanilla. Using a clean spoon (because we don’t want any stray sugar crystal sneaking in), beat mixture until butter is well integrated and fudge has lost its sheen. Give it what-for, because under-beating results in runny fudge, which is not delicious (as a sidenote, don’t give yourself a beating blister like I did, because it is both painful and embarassing. Double ouch).  Legend has it that this is where you would put nuts if you wanted to, but I’m not into nutty fudge.

Fudge in all it glory

Fudge in all it glory

Pour it into your greased pan and cool. Cut into squares with a sharp knife. You can now wrap them individually in plastic wrap or waxed paper to keep them fresh – or just eat it all. I don’t judge.

I know that sounds scary but in actuality it’s really just a lot of standing around. Scout’s honor.

If you’ve mastered fudge, give toffee a try. It’s just a simple and there’s no beating. When I made it I substituted hazelnuts for almonds because hazelnuts are God’s gift to the world. When the pecans on the counter were crying out to become chocolate turtles, I used this caramel recipe. I like this one in particular because the blogger gives you a lot of customization ideas.

Not a grainy piece in site

Alright, friends, it’s just in time for Christmas! Who’ll be giving out homemade candy this year?