Strawberry Chambord Sherbert

There are few things I like more in this world than summer.

And in summer all things good happen.

Picnics, BBQ’s, and if you are lucky, lots and lots of tantalizing, yummy, indulgent desserts.

Like this one…

Inspired by the Strawberry Buttermilk Sherbet recipe in the Cooking Light magazine, here is a tasty way to kick off this summers sweetest sweets with Strawberries.

And a kick.

FACT: Did you know that “Sherbert” is a frozen dessert made primarily of fruit juice, sugar, and water, and also containing milk, egg white, or gelatin and “Shebert” is Turkish and means “drink”? In other words, it doesn’t matter how you spell it.

Cause you know you were thinking it.

Strawberry Chambord Sherbert

Recipe Type: dessert

Author: trisha haas

Strawberry Chambord Sherbet for a hot summer day

Ingredients

2 cups of chopped strawberries
1/3 agave nectar
1 1/2 cup whipping cream
3 tbl Chambord Flavored Vodka
1 Tbls lemon

Instructions

Combine Strawberries and Agave into a blender. Blend until smooth. Smell. Delish.
Add whipping cream and reblend.
Add Chambord and pulse.
Add lemon juice and pulse.
Pour into a freezer safe bowl, cover, and freeze. Mine took about 3-4 hours to get good and solid. I put in a glass bowl and covered in plastic wrap.
(Optional Step 5a: Enjoy a taste testing of the Chambord…..you work hard, you deserve it)

6) No pressure, but you can cut up some of your extra strawberries, put in a bowl, cover in a 1/2 cup of sugar and let them get all gooey and sugary…then pour on the top of your sherbert right before serving.

Fat content? Who cares.
Calories? Who cares.
Carbs? Um…really? Who cares.
Healthy? It has fresh strawberries, what more do you want from me?

Serve.

Eat.

Enjoy.

~trisha

Love Strawberries? Try Organic Strawberry Shortcake!

Filed Under: Cooking Tagged With: alcohol, dessert, Ice Cream, sherbert, strawberries, strawberry, trisha

Bits and Pieces

16 Nov By trisha haas 23 Comments

This is one of those random posts that really say or mean nothing, but I don’t have my kids here right now needing something, so I am going to cram my past week into this one little post.

Which means absolutely nothing I say will relate to the other thing.

So let’s get started.

First, I would like you to know that I am listening to the Backstreet Boys. I wish I was 18 again.

Or really just in this guys pants.

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Now the baby.

The baby is fantastic. Honestly, better than I expected. Sure, my back feels somewhere between the Hunchback of Notre Dame and Death, but that’s a pretty small complaint. He is healthy, happy, and a delight to spend my days with.

He has slept through the night starting Sunday and on, so our relationship just solidified and I am not going to sell him.

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Speaking of babies, I witnessed a pretty nasty little Facebook exchange over this campaign here.

Listen, moms….MOMS.

Don’t degrade yourself or other moms by fighting over your beliefs regarding raising kids. If you are blessed enough to live in America, we get these choices..breastfeed or bottle feeding, co-sleeping or crib sleeping, circumcision or not. You don’t have to defend why you choose something to some random stranger on the Internet and you also don’t have to be an asshole either. Taking a an opinion (cause that’s what they are) and whittling it down to a whiny little snit comment is completely pointless.

Like this:

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Now Charlotte.

I feel like I don’t talk about her much, partly because she is getting older and I don’t want her beeswax all over the net since she learned how to read and now knows what I am saying, and partly because we don’t spend as much time together as we used to.

Sniff about the latter.

Lately she is being…well….six. Damn her. She has lied right to my face a few times and come clean once on her own and once with a slight threat. I figure that is progress, but if I could find some sort of full proof way to keep her from lying, that might be best.

She lies about stupid stuff.

Like how many snacks she stole from the pantry. I really didn’t expect parenting to get this hard this early.

She also wants to go to a SLUMBER PARTY on Saturday. She knows the girl pretty well, they went to preschool together and have been to the same elementary school for 2 years. But as things go, I don’t know the girls mom or dad and it has me doing the “what if” game. I am sure that not all homes, or most homes, are an episode of Criminal Minds waiting to happen, but I keep thinking about Polly Klass.

The girls mom is having a parental meet and greet on Friday, the night prior, so we can “check out the home” which I thought was responsible. I wonder if she would be offended if I asked her about guns and/or large dogs.

I am also taking Charlotte to Disney and Universal Studios over Thanksgiving. She has no idea. Its going to be a girls trip for her and I, which will be totally fun. I am looking for a fun way to surprise her with the news, so if you have a suggestion, feel free to leave it.

Last but not least, if you are a forum member, I believe you may be looking for this…sorry I am in my PJs.

Unless, of course, you enjoy that kind of thing.

Filed Under: All About Trisha Tagged With: charlotte, forum, phoenyx, trisha

I figured it out.

14 Jul By trisha haas 2 Comments

I think I’m a recovering sober person.

I need a drink to cure myself.

Filed Under: All About Trisha Tagged With: drinking, trisha

What is something you have always wanted to do, but havent done?

14 Jul By trisha haas 3 Comments

What is something you have always wanted to do, but haven’t done?

I have been asking myself that lately. What purpose do I have? I spend a lot of my time in a box called “my office” and sometimes I feel like I am missing out. Its easy to get caught up in the next bill, paycheck, all of it.

Of course there are 100′s of things I want to do, many of them unrealistic right now…go to Tahiti, marry Leonardo DiCaprio, get back to my college weight

(and body…gosh do I miss THAT girl…my pregnancies ate her)

but there are some things I can do …..shortly.

The first thing I am going to do in the fall, once this baby is out and I get the Dr ‘A-Ok’, is join a hip hop class. I love dancing. I suck at it. But I love it. And I have no clue why I have never joined a dance class. I guess I felt guilty. Isn’t it weird when we become adults and we CAN do anything we want without permission, we restrict our lives as if sacrificing for our children means making dinner, cleaning, cooking, and regulating the TV?

I find men that can dance very sexy.

So if I have to hire a personal choreographer, I am going to learn how to dance properly.

Just because.

Filed Under: Sidebar News Tagged With: dreams, trisha

If you woke up every day and..

13 Jul By trisha haas 4 Comments

Just lived how you felt, how many hours would you spend on the computer?

How many “no’s” would you actually say?

How many times would you pick up the phone to tell someone you were thinking about them?

How many vacations would you take, or times you would put down everything for your spouse or your children, and how much stress would you relieve?

I have spent a lot of my years living in the what if, what was, what’s tomorrow, what’s for dinner, what do I have to do next weekend, what can I afford, and where do I have to go now. I have spent a lot of time waiting for others opinions, being influenced and not following my heart as it is, but rather my logic and making decisions.

It has lead me no where but looking from the sidelines.

I have wasted my time, my effort, my stress, and most of all, I have wasted much of my love on inanimate and insignificant things by choosing to plan instead of to just be involved and in the moment.

But we can’t plan life, death, bills, taxes, making up or breaking up, kids falling, kids being born, accidents and excitements, can we?

I don’t want to plan anymore. I want to just live.

~Trisha

Filed Under: Sidebar News Tagged With: do what you want, living life, trisha

101 Days till Baby…

11 May By trisha haas 6 Comments

For the next 101 days, give or take the days I decide I am “off”, the days I just ate bon-bons and read in the bathtub, and of course my vacation(s), I am going to document our prepping the nursery, Charlotte, and ourselves for this new bundle of poop and pee joining our house.

You may have 10 kids. I don’t. I have one. I had only planned to have one. I am LOST I tell you. I am starting over in the truest sense of emotional, physical, monetarily, and product preparation that you can think of.

Just call me Mrs. MomNot.

So lets start with today…day #1…or day #101, depending on your angle. I’ll go with #101 since counting down when you are expecting a date seems a lot more climactic.

Day #101.

I got pregnant on accident.

I don’t mean an accident like we didn’t know what we were doing, but more like a “not planned, not very responsible” situation. To be perfectly honest, it came at a rough time in my marriage where my spouse and I had started to admit that maybe we were just not cut out for each other anymore. He had been doing masters degree stuff for three years and I had been deeply involved in growing my business and somewhere along the lines we separated emotionally and physically- except clearly for every now and then.

We needed work, on each other, and on our family. Adding a pregnancy to the mix was overwhelming, very overwhelming, in the beginning. Now I am not a happy pregnant person as it is. I love babies. Well at least I love my own child, so I wasn’t overly afraid of having another new life to care for, but I could seriously do without the swelling, the puking, the uncomfortable bedtime sleeping, the getting up and down the stairs, and the entire drama it takes to be a normal person inside a pregnant persons body.

And thats what I felt like.

A normal person, even a person that fit OK in a bikini and was looking forward to her summer, trapped inside something I couldn’t get away from.

How stupid was I? How did this happen? I mean I know how it happened, but how could I let it happen?

Foolish. Foolish.

I think my feelings, at least regarding the pregnancy, really stemmed from my home life. We knew we had to face us, this household, changes, and we had to face what drove us from a loving high school sweetheart couple to one that spends time in other rooms at night doing different things.

And we did.

It was not easy. It was like two people pulling on a rope in opposite directions. The first few months of pregnancy we both ignored it existed. By the time I showed up at the OBs office I was nearly 12 weeks along. But when I heard that heartbeat and saw the baby on the ultrasound, my heart was touched. Since then we have spent the past few months reconnecting, trying, spending moments that mean something with each other.

We are remembering what its like to be a couple. We talked it out, yelled it out, wrote it out, you name it, but we got our feelings out and it required us both to bend. And other things in our life slowly began to change. He graduated with his MBA clearing up his time and his stress, we both started to embrace the pregnancy, and the marriage, and get back to where we should have never left from.

I wont say that it hasn’t been a journey, that the entire situation is fixed, that our lives are perfect- they are far from that. But for the first time in many years, instead of just existing, instead of being friends that supported each other for the past 17 years, we are getting back to why people get married…the care, the affection, the time out for each other.

It feels good.

Being ourselves.

Waiting for baby.

~Trisha

Filed Under: Parenting Tagged With: 101 days till baby, chris, marriage, nursery, trisha