Alfe kager

I aftes - da S egetlig burde puttes i sin seng - gik vi ud og plukkede mælkebøtte blomster. Vi havde nemlig set en opskrift hos Lisa i 5 Orange Potatoes. Hun laver mælkebøtte småkager, og en masse andre fantastiske ting. Hendes blog er en guldgrube af opskrifter og ideer!

Mens S plukkede kronbladene af blomsterne, sagde han at det ikke var mælkebøtte kager, men alfe kager vi skulle bage. Og han fortalte mig et eventyr om nat-alferne, som bor i skummet på vandet i en bæk. Og om en mand, hvis gedekid gik ud i vandet for at drikke, og dens ene ben kom i klemme mellem stenene i vandet. Manden fik reddet kiddet, men det blev meget sygt, og for at gøre det raskt igen, måtte han bede alferne om hjælp. Han fik lov at tage vand fra bækken, og plukke guldblommer som voksede ved bækken, så han kunne lave helbredende te til kiddet. Og kiddet blev raskt og snip, snap, snude, så var eventyret ude.

Så malede vi mel til kagerne, og stjal et par æg fra hønsene.

Jeg hjalp med at måle ingredienserne, og han rørte selv dejen.

De blev ikke helt som jeg regnede med, men jeg kom i tanker om at amerikanske cookies ikke er som vores småkager - cookies er blødere, og jeg kan bedst lide sprøde småkager. Eller også skulle jeg have lavet dem mindre og bagt dem i længere tid … men de forsvinder alligevel som dug for solen! - Og - oh, spænding - hvad er mon dét på pindene dér? - Fortsættelse følger!

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Fairy cookies
Last night - when S actually was supposed to be in bed - we went out to pick some dandelion flowers. We had seen a receipe at Lisa's blog 5 Orange Potatoes for dandelion cookies. She is making lots of great things. Her blog is a gold mine of receipes and ideas!
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· While S was removing the florets from the base, he told me that the cookies were called fairy cookies, not dandelion cookies. And then he told me a fairytale about the night fairies, that lives in the foam on the water in a brook. And about a man, whose kid went out in the brook to drink the water, and one of its legs got caught between the stones in the water. The man rescued the kid, but it got terribly sick and he had to ask the fairies for help to save the kid. They let him pick some flowers - mountain arnica - and take some water from the brook, so he could brew a healing tea. The kid got well, and they lived happily after.

· Then we made some flour and stole a couple of eggs from the hens. I measured the ingredients, and S did the rest.

·The cookies didn't turn out the way I expected, but then I remembered american cookies are softer then the danish ones, and I prefer them crisp. Or perhaps I should have made them smaller and baked them longer… but anyway, they dissapear like dew in sunshine! - And - oh, exitement - what's on the needles? - To be continued!