Friday, April 30, 2021

Guilty Favors

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Last Friday of the month is for
Monthly Poetry Group to rhyme.
Guilt's the theme I chose today. 
Hope my poem's not the crime.
As usual, this time I'll try,
a poem to write . . . or fudge.
Whether I'm successful or not,
you get to be the judge.

Guilty Favors

The party will be spectacular,
so much to celebrate.
We're now all vaccinated so,
no longer have to wait.
It took her more than just one day,
to make these treats, it's true. 
Nothing but the best for all,
her family (and some friends too).
First day prepped, second constructed,
and today was the big bake. 
Lined up in her kitchen were,
cookies, tartlets, and cake.
Vanilla Blueberry Tartlets by Baking In A Tornado
Vanilla Blueberry Tartlets
Vanilla Blueberry Tartlets by Baking In A Tornado

Satisfied (and also proud),
of the work that she had done.
Time to quickly shower then,
she'd happily greet everyone. 

Freshly dressed, back down she came,
to a shock! This cannot be.
A hole in everything she made,
Son holding a fork, with glee.
"You're guilty," she sputtered, eyes ablaze, 
So mad she could barely see.
"You're not a child, I raised you well.
How could you do this to me?" 

"You've made a mess and more than that,
you've ruined three days of work.
If you'd like to know what's good for you,
get rid of that guilty smirk."
"I know that when you look," he said
you see treats with a hole.
What you call guilt's a favor, though,
called quality control."

Before you go, more Guilt poetry:
Diane of On the Border shares Guilty

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Vanilla Blueberry Tartlets

NOTE: These tartlets set best if made ahead and refrigerated overnight

2 refrigerated pie crusts, unbaked
3 TBSP cornstarch
1 can (12 oz) evaporated milk (I used fat free)
3 egg yolks
1 1/2 cups brown sugar
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 cup powdered French vanilla creamer
2 tsp vanilla
1 cup frozen blueberries
OPT: whipped cream for serving

*Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Place 24 tartlet liners onto a baking sheet.
*Roll out each pie crust to about 14 inches round. Using a 3 inch round cookie cutter, cut out 12 circles. If you don't get 12, roll out the remaining dough to make the rest.
*Press each crust round into and up the sides of the liners. Prick the bottoms with a fork. Bake for 8 minutes, cool completely.
*While the crusts are cooling, whisk together the 3 TBSP cold water and the cornstarch. Set aside.
*Whisk the evaporated milk, egg yolks, brown sugar, and salt in a pot over medium heat until it comes to a boil. Whisk in the powdered creamer and the vanilla.
*Reduce heat to medium low, then whisk in the cornstarch mixture. Continue whisking until the filling is thick, about 5 minutes. Remove from heat.
*Spread approximately 1/2 cup blueberries onto the bottom of the cooled tartlet crusts. Fill the crusts about 2/3 of the way full with the filling. Top with the remaining blueberries and press them gently into the filling.
*Refrigerate for at least 3 hours but sets best if refrigerated overnight. 
*OPT: serve topped with whipped cream.


  1. I get to be the judge? Well, I declare this poem awesome!
    And definitely NOT a crime!
    Quality control...? Yeah, good one, son.

  2. I made tarts once, and decided it was way to much work to fit crust into all the pans. They do look good, though.

  3. What is the real crime?
    Not that I can’t make it rhyme
    But you bake 3 days in a row
    And no one, out of fear, will show.

    1. LOL, great poem! And around here, I really don't have to worry about sweets getting eaten!

  4. They look great! Once we can have dinner parties again, they will be a hit, I'm sure. You'll know to hide them next time! Alana

    1. You'd think I'd have learned my lesson by this stage of the game!

  5. Oh, he's guilty, all right, and can call it what he wants.

    It's sad but there is no hiding such things, anyway.

  6. I have guuilt about many things it is the way it is

    1. Something we all have to live with, in one way or another.

  7. wow, lining up those desserts in the poem like you did makes me hungry. Great work;.


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