Everything Tastes Better on a Stick

So yesterday I decided to make a special treat with the boys and add it to the blog.  I have been trying for days to get the boys interested in craft time without any luck.  (And I threatened them that there are two girls out there whose mother keeps promising to send them over and THOSE girls would LOVE to do crafts.)  I brainstormed and came up with a scheme to make something sweet and tasty that would intrigue the boys.

 

Back in October my mom and I tried to make mini-caramel apples.  Taking a melon baller, we scooped little balls of apple with the peel on the top.  We stuck sticks in the top and dipped them into the caramel.  Well, the caramel had too much water, and then the crispy, juicy part of the apple just made the caramel slide down into a clump around the apple piece instead of looking like a miniature caramel apple with sprinkles.  (I still maintained they were tasty, even if they didn’t look like it.)  My dad insisted my mom didn’t read the directions that called for butterscotch chips and not caramel.

 

Yesterday I pulled out the butterscotch chips to find only a dozen or so left in the bag.  Who would – oh, wait, that was me.  I have a terrible habit of sneaking butterscotch chips or chocolate chips, which Evan learned, which is why I now keep the chips in the freezer.  Well, never mind, I’ll add some white chocolate chips to the mix.  I set up a double boiler and began balling the apple, adding sticks. 

 

The boys dragged their little blue chairs over to watch me and beg for some chocolate.  They kept trying to get to the apple pieces.  With Sean’s “Peeease” in my ear, I kept giving him unused pieces off the apple.  It didn’t take long for me to realize that the butterscotch and the white chocolate chips were not melting well together.  Plan B was to melt them in the microwave, which meant I burnt them.  My belief is that the white chocolate chips were a cheap generic brand, and I promise to use the Wilton’s chips from now on.

 

Consigned to defeat, I didn’t know what to do with the apple pieces.  Then Evan perked up.

 

Evan: Mommy!  Can I have an apple sucker?

 

Um, sure.

 

Evan: Thank you, Mommy!  Seanny wants an apple sucker too!

 

Ok.  Here, Sean.

 

Evan: Can I take one to Daddy?  He would like one too!

 

Ok.

 

Evan: Mommy!  Can I have another apple sucker?

 

Why not?

 

Evan: Mommy, this apple sucker is yummy!  Can I have another?  They’re tasty and healthy and good for me!

 

Have them all.

 

I watched my non-fruit eating boy (with the exception of bananas, grapes, and watermelon) eat half of an apple, and I wondered how quickly I could get more sticks.  I wondered what other fruit he would eat on a stick.  I wondered if I could put vegetables on a stick.  I wondered if Evan would eat kabobs.  Because everything tastes better on a stick. 

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10 Responses to “Everything Tastes Better on a Stick”

  1. pinnythewu Says:

    Thats great! Your failed attempts at making caramel apples turned out pretty good. I’m going to remember this for when my darling starts being picky.

  2. KathyB! Says:

    Forget about ck’s kids. MINE are coming over stat!! We are on year round school and the kids have been out since before Christmas… A crafty muommy is just what we need right about now!

  3. ck Says:

    WHAT? Back off, Kathy B. That’s my invite you’re messing with!

    Now, when the girls and I come over I’ll bring some apples and caramel. No need to pretend that we’re going to make caramel apples, though. We’ll give them apples on a stick, hide our faces and stuff them with caramel.

  4. Court Says:

    I so want to think of something dirty to say but I’m too tired.

  5. faemom Says:

    Pinny~ I don’t know if I’ll ever make the caramel apples now; I like that he just wants apple suckers.

    KathyB!~ I’m always curious how moms handle year around school. Good luck 😉

    ck & KathyB! ~ Did I ever tell you that I used to work for the Girl Scouts, starting new troops. Large groups of kids is what I do best.

    ck ~ I second your idea. I’ll raise you some chocolate to go with the caramel.

    Court ~ Get some rest, and come back with something clever 🙂

  6. outside voice Says:

    Clever!!!! Ok, kind of relevant story. When I was 8.5 months pregnant, my husband and I went to some outdoor festival thing. I was all grumpy and uncomfortable and he asked me if he could get me anything. For some reason (only my pregnant mind can explain), I growled “I need some meat…on a stick!” Never mind that not once in my entire life had I ever wanted such a thing. The weirdest part was that we went around a corner and there was a tent selling shishkebabs…like magic!

  7. outside voice Says:

    And Court, am I helping by saying “meat on a stick”? 😉

  8. mediocreperfectionist Says:

    Thank god I’m not the only one who scorches chocolate in the microwave. Oh… I have a total “on a stick” kind of kid too. Pretzel sticks have encouraged a number of brave try-just-one-bite moments around here. But, my kid is an eater, so I guess it’s not really that brave. Still… food on a stick rocks!

  9. faemom Says:

    OV ~ Pregnancy cravings have no relevance to wait you would in actuality normally eat. With Sean, I ate chicken twice the whole time; usually chicken is on the menu at least three times a week. As for meat on a stick, it’s the only way to eat hot dogs with cornmeal.

    mediocre~ I was kind of embarress to admit that; I usually don’t burn things. Stupid fake chips. Crap I was just at the store I could have bought better. And I’ll HAVE to try the pretzel sticks. That’s brilliant!


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