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Here is a fast and easy dessert that tastes so yummy yet does not require cooking.

That means your house doesn’t have to reach the internal temperature of an inferno to enjoy something delicious wonderful and sweet!

Ingredients

 

Whip cream until it forms peaks. Add a little confectioner’s sugar to sweeten. Set aside.

Whip cream cheese until smooth.

Add milk and pudding mix to cream cheese and mix well.

 

Add whipping cream to pudding mix and blend gently with a spoon.

 

Line pan with graham crackers then spoon in pudding mix.

 

Top with whipped cream and chocolate shavings.

 

Leave in fridge for an hour (or overnight) before serving. Then indulge!

Chocolate Icebox No-Bake Dessert
1 3-ounce package cream cheese, softened (or cut an 8-ounce package in half)
1 1/2 cups milk
1 large package instant chocolate pudding mix
1 cup whipping cream
chocolate shavings or mini chocolate chips
Graham Crackers

Line the bottom of a 9×13 inch pan with Graham Crackers and set aside. Whip cream, add a dash of confectioner’s sugar to lightly sweeten.
In another bowl, mix cream cheese and milk until smooth. Add pudding mix and beat one minute. Fold in half of the whipped cream. Pour over Graham Crackers and chill for one hour.
Once chilled, spread rest of whipped cream on top and garnish with shaved chocolate or mini chocolate chips.

Restrain yourself from eating the whole pan and force yourself to share.

She Who Loves Easy Desserts that Don’t Require Turning on the Oven

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It is NOT Chocolate

When I was 11, my mother decided to bring my world crashing down around my ears and declared I had an allergy to chocolate. Since I was plagued by a variety of food allergies I didn’t question the decision. I wasn’t able to in my traumatized state.

The problem was that I was genetically programmed to crave chocolate. Several members of my dad’s side of the family have the same affliction. We crave chocolate. We love chocolate. We are chocolate addicts. We need chocolate. Chocolate is a key ingredient in our happy existence. This goes beyond the normal really liking chocolate. I mean we honest-to-goodness need chocolate.

So with much crying and whining, I spent the next 12 years without chocolate. Trying to make it up to me, my mother attempted multiple times to convince me that carob was just as good, if not even better than chocolate. She was so wrong.

A great definition I found of carob is this:

“Carob is a tropical pod that contains a sweet, edible pulp and inedible seeds. After drying, the pulp is roasted and ground into a powder that resembles cocoa powder, but does not have the same flavor and texture of chocolate.”

Okay, so you read that part about it not having the same flavor or texture of chocolate. That is putting it mildly! Carob, in my opinion, has a similar flavor and texture to that of cardboard being finely shredded  and then dusted with a generic brand of cocoa powder.  It is NOT a substitute for chocolate.

My mother got creative with her attempts at helping me find peace with carob. There were carob-chip cookies (blech!), carob-covered peanuts (double blech!), and carob cake (I won’t even try to describe that one). She finally gave up. I was forever grateful and accepted my chocolate-less existence.

Then I met and married Most Wonderful Hubby. One day he casually asked why I was allergic to chocolate. I didn’t know. My mother said it was so, and so it was. He gave me half of his chocolate candy bar and I ate it. Then we both waited for me to break out in hives, collapse in a heap and in general do something that required a trip to the emergency room. When nothing happened, I think I heard a chorus singing hallelujah.

Suddenly the world was a happy place again, one filled with chocolate. Do you know how many new kinds of chocolate things are developed in a 12-year period? A lot! And I’m pretty sure I tasted every single one of them. I’m still on a quest to make sure no chocolate is left untasted. After all, I’ve got the rest of my life to make up for those 12 lost years.

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Years ago, when I was first getting to know my Most Wonderful Hubby’s mom, I heard her use the phrase “It speaks to me.” I’ve heard her say it many, many times since and let me tell you, if something doesn’t speak to her, she is not interested in it at all. On the flip side, if something should happen to speak to her, watch out, she is all over it! In the past, fly fishing, pontoon boating, snowmobiling, cross stitching, quilting and bicycling have all spoken to her.

So being a good daughter-in-law, I adopted the phrase as my own. There are many things that do not “speak to me” like laundry, housecleaning, ironing, being outside in freezing temperatures, cranky people, ironing,  bad food, howling wind, ironing, calendulas, screaming children, horrid smells, ironing, and heinous cats.

I do have some favorite things that seem to not only speak to me, but sometimes scream loudly.

Cute shoes speak to me. Sometimes they even call to me in my sleep.

I try to not neglect the calling.

Roses speak to me. Their lovely blossoms, their fragrant smells.

They whisper to me on summer breezes.

These kiddos speak to me. They make me smile and give me sticky kisses.

Chocolate speaks to me. Sometimes with a megaphone. The darker the better.

Clearance sales speak to me.

They make my heart flutter and lure me in with promised treasures.

And this big guy – he speaks to me.

He speaks to my heart and makes me laugh.

(He also speaks at me… like when I can’t avoid the call of cute shoes and come home with nine  pairs, but that is a story for another day).

What speaks to you? Makes you smile? I’d love to know!

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