March 29: Last night I ate the second half of my soup at dinner with the kids. Because I consumed my meal earlier, I felt that coating on my teeth around seven. Sitting with the kids, folding laundry, I realized how undisturbed I was in spite of Kyle’s loud noises as he played with his trucks and cars strewn across the family room floor. I thoroughly enjoyed Ella’s lengthy and nonsensical joke she had learned at school. “She must have missed a line or two,” I giggled to Maggie. Maggie began laughing too. Not because the joke was funny, rather because I was laughing so hard. When it was time to get the kids ready for bed, I felt as though I was back on my game. To confirm my feelings, Ella gave me a big kiss, telling me I’m not a mean mommy anymore. Returning her hug and kiss as I thanked her, wondering if I’d sleep as well the second night as I did the first. I did sleep just as well that night. And without that hangover feeling, that comes with drinking too much or taking sleeping pills. As soon as I’m done making lunches, and get the kids off to school, I’m heading straight to Bridgette’s. March 30: Bridge and I greeted each other with screams and squeals yesterday morning. Neither of us could believe that the stuff we used to throw into a mixing bowl with boxed brownie mix, an egg, and water, back in the ‘60’s, was the same stuff we consumed in our soup over the weekend. I could barely contain myself as I gushed to my friend I’d had two of the best sleeps I’ve had in months. Bridge said she’s only puked once since she started using it. She prefers edibles to smoking. I agree. We laughed about that incident with Crystal-Ann and her comments on my clean house, as I told Bridge I didn’t go ballistic when Kyle had cars and trucks spread all over the place. I actually enjoyed my children that night. Bridgette mentioned Vincent supporting her use of edibles, as needed, if it helps keep her morning sickness at bay. I have yet to tell Brent. April 1: April Fools! Never did get around to telling Brent about my use of Infused foods. Today is the day. All three of the kids have school and he’s working at home.
COSMIC MUFFIN’S RECIPE FOR
Matcha Tea Cookies
Ingredients 1 plus 6 Tbsps cups all-purpose flour 1/2 tsp baking soda ¼ tsp baking powder Pinch of salt 1 tsp Matcha powder 8 oz Canna-Butter – room temp ¾ cup granulated sugar 1 large egg 1 tsp almond extract 2 Tbsps infused buttermilk ½ cup confectioners sugar 2 Tbsps whole milk food coloring and cookie sprinkles (if desired) Process Line cookie sheets with parchment paper or silpats. In medium bowl, whisk together flour, baking soda, powder, salt and Matcha powder; set to the side. In large mixing bowl, combine softened canna-butter with granulated sugar and beat until fluffy. Add the egg, almond extract and 1 of the 2 Tbsps buttermilk and beat until well mixed. Slowly add the flour mixture and incorporate just until combined – don’t over mix. Scrape cookie dough and shape into a log. Wrap with plastic wrap and store in refrigerator for at least one hour. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Using a small to medium scoop, form dough into balls, rolling between your hands into 1” balls then place onto prepared cookie sheets. Using the back of a spoon or small spatula, press balls of dough slightly to flatten. Brush the tops with the remaining Tbsp of buttermilk. Bake for 8–10 minutes and allow to cool on the sheet pan for 2-3 minutes then transfer to a cooling rack. If desired; combine whole milk with confectioners sugar and a couple drops of food coloring. Paint sugar glaze onto each, completely cooled cookie then decorate with sprinkles of your choice. Makes approx 2 dozen cookies
Shortly after our experience with the Tom Yam Kung soup, I prepared infused matcha tea cookies for Bridgette and myself. I’ve been eating half with a cup of herbal tea before bed. It eases my tension and allows me to sleep through the night. This has positively impacted my mood and patience level. I’m not walking around primed and ready to punch someone in the throat as often. Several times, Brent has commented on how pleasant I’ve been. Less stressed, more flexible, not yelling at him or the kids as much. We even cuddled and watched an entire movie last night. And we had sex! I feel different; happier. As a matter of fact I’d say I’m a better mommy thanks to pot, just ask my family.
Multi-faceted in her talents and interests, Deborah L. Costella has enjoyed expressing her creativity as a dancer, teacher, chef and writer, both in the Northern California Bay Area and Las Vegas Nevada. She has authored two cookbooks and has written numerous articles and newsletters for local publications in the Las Vegas Valley, with a focus on cooking. Deborah currently teaches cooking classes at Sur La Table and Cozymeal, as well as private in-home classes. She also provides personal chef services in both Las Vegas and the San Francisco Bay Area. She has yet another book in the works.
February 2018 Issue 41