Daily Archives: 13 November 2010
Posted by Miriyummy
Food likes and dislikes are a very subjective subject. My favorite food is sushi. I love the stuff, extra wasabi and ginger please. I would probably eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner, except my budget won’t allow it and I’m in no mood for mercury poisoning a la Jeremy Piven. Ju-Boy chides me that I can’t abide rare meat, yet will gleefully eat raw fish, and steal some off his plate as well.
But one man’s sushi is another man’s fish bait. Take peanut butter and chocolate, for instance. Did you think this was going to be a post about sushi? Think again.
Peanut butter and chocolate is an American institution. How many of us baby boomers grew up with the “hey, you got your chocolate in my peanut butter!” commercial? Raise your hands if you did, but wipe the Reese’s crumbs off first, okay?
I’ve discovered that Brits, who can’t abide the peanut butter and jelly combination, will quite happily devour what has become a kiddush club classic at shul — homemade Reese’s peanut butter bars. But one man’s peanut butter bar is another man’s (or in this case, woman’s) unpalatable food combo. Did you think this was going to be about peanut butter bars? Think again.
Ever since I first brought a batch of the stuff to the shul kiddush club it’s been a hit. Every Shabbat, after services, we would gather together and make kiddush. It seems that the well-loved combo goes very nicely with single malt whisky. Whisky purists may disagree, but our whisky snobbishness is entirely an affectation, so we get to make up our own rules.
But Dalia, who, like her father and so unlike her mother, isn’t partial to a dram and was not a fan of the peanut butter bars neither. And I like Dalia. We have the same taste in jewelry and Teva Naot sandals. I felt bad that while we were all happy with the kiddush fare, dear darling Dalia, who always diligently collected the siddurs after davening, was relegrated to the dry, store-bought wafers. I had to come up with a solution.
And thus was born the Dalia Bar! White chocolate, yummy! Buttery crumb crust, nummy! Dalia Bars became a hit with Dalia and the rest of the kiddush club as well.
Dalia Bars are actually a combination and variation of two of my favorite recipes, my Miller Bars and another Recipezaar staple, Fudge Filled Bars, by the incomparable MizzNezz. I “fudged” around with the ingredients and came up with this winner.
A year ago Ju-Boy and I left this particular synagogue and now daven in one that is closer to home in both distance and outlook. The kiddush club soldiers on without us, I hear, although Dalia Bars are no longer on the menu. Maybe I’ll send over a batch next week for old times’ sake.
- 2 1/3 cups flour
- 2/3 cup packed light brown sugar
- 3/4 cup butter
- 1 large egg
- 1 (14 ounce) can sweetened condensed milk
- 1 300 gram (1 1/2 cups) white chocolate or butterscotch chips
- Preheat the oven to 180 degrees C (350 degrees F). Grease a 9X13 inch (33 X 23 cm) baking pan (I always just line it with parchment paper).
- Combine the flour and brown sugar. Cut in the butter until it resembles coarse crumbs.
- Add the egg and mix well.
- Take half the mixture and press it into the bottom of the lined pan.
- Mix the chips with the sweetened condensed milk and melt. I do this in the microwave on high for three minutes, you can use the double boiler method if you like. Stir well to combine the two into a gooey, fudgey mass. Pour this over the crumb layer in the pan.
- Now cover the gooey, fudgey mass layer with the second half of the crumbs. Press down a bit (with clean hands, of course). Don’t be afraid, but be gentle.
- Bake in the oven for about 30-35 minutes until brown and bubbly. Let cool, or even better, place in the fridge for an hour. I then just lift the whole thing out by the parchment paper, place on a cutting board and cut into squares.