Did you hear me cursing last night? I know you did. I apologize. I’m sure everyone within a thousand mile radius of my voice heard it. It was because of the dumplings.

Today is Potluck at work. I’m being good. I’m fixing low fat, delicious, grilled ginger pork loin. Our principal really wants to join us but it’s hard for her. She had some kind of celebration/dedication going on at school yesterday that was going to keep her there until almost 9:00 last night. She wasn’t going to have time to cook and wanted to bring cups and forks. Sorry, it’s already taken. Then she tried out for napkins and plates. No, that’s one of the first things to be snatched up. In the meantime, I’ve got a few friends begging for apple dumplings. So, in a moment of insanity, I said, “Tell you what…if you buy the ingredients, I’ll fix apple dumplings for your contribution. They only take a few minutes.” Of course, she jumped all over that. I forgot that the heating coil in my oven burnt out yesterday and we have to order a new one. Then it occured to me… I do have an oven in the RV. Small but perfectly good.

Stopped by the store and got the stuff for the dumplings and a couple of those disposable, oblong foil pans so we could just throw it all out and not have to worry about cleaning up. I told DH I was going to bake them in the RV and he said he’d already shut off the valves to the propane tank. I asked him to go out there and turn them back on and he got all whiney and told me how tired he was and passed the buck to DS. DS says he’ll take care of it and asks if he can use my car to go take his ex(?)(not official) to the store. Of course, you know that he didn’t turn on the propane before he left. Forgot all about it. DH is in bed (he has to get up at 3:30 every morning for work) so I go out there to try to figure it out but it’s dark and I don’t even know where the tank is. I wait, and wait, and wait and DS finally comes in at almost 11:00. Just when I’m ready to give it up and go to bed.

I made the dumplings, got em baking and set the timer for 30 minutes and came in to clean the kitchen. I was soooo tired. I couldn’t wait for the timer to go off so I could be done with it. It finally did and I walked out to the RV and opened the door to the wonderful fragrance of baked apples and cinnamon. Of course, the RV is small and, while it’s parked, we didn’t have the sliders extended so it’s pretty cramped. I pulled the pan out of the oven and bumped the wall and it was just enough movement to startle me and the damn foil pan bent in the middle and dumped all the dumplings and syrup all over the oven door, carpet, and floor.

Truly, I do apologize for the cursing. I know it went on for some time and burnt a few ears. I was so angry, I scooped all the dumplings off the open oven door (which really is clean), threw them back in the pan, turned off the oven, and walked out.

Of course, it’s midnight by now and I’m raging. I went to bed and tossed and turned and couldn’t settle down. Last time I looked at the clock, it was almost 2:00 a.m. I dragged my sorry ass out of bed at 5:00, went out to the RV, brought the dumplings into the house and mixed up another batch of syrup to pour over them. I put it on a slow boil and reduced it to where I hope it’s okay and poured it over the entire mess. I hope the syrup doesn’t set up like a rock but, at this point, I really don’t give a sh*t.

4:00 – Home a little early today. That’s because Andrew’s ring ceremony is tonight and we have to get dressed up and be back at school at 5:45 for rehearsal with the ceremony starting at 6:30. DH is being a baby and I’m not putting up with it tonight. He doesn’t want to go. He’s complaining that we won’t get home before 8:00 at the earliest and his whole evening will be shot. Suck it up. I don’t care. I’m running on three hours sleep and he’s had a full eight. I can’t even remember the last time I had eight hours sleep. This is important for Andrew and the entire family will be in attendance. No excuses. His next idea was that he’d drive his own car and stick around until they called Andrew’s name and then he’d hit the door and go home. Not happening big guy. Really, what is it with men? At least, my men? If it has to do with kids or school, they expect me to deal with it.

As for the dumplings, I can probably get kicked off the chick site for posting this recipe but you asked, Joy, so here you go:

Apple Dumplings

2 sticks butter or margarine

2 cups sugar

1 cup water

cinnamon

3 or 4 apples

2 cans Pillsbury Flaky Biscuits

Peel and core apples. Cut into wedges about 1/2 inch. Roll biscuits out thin and wrap each wedge in biscuits. Crimp edges. Place in 13 x 9 pan in rows. If using large granny smiths, each apple usually yields enough wedges for ten dumplings.

In saucepan, bring water, sugar, and butter to a boil. Pour mixture over dumplings. Sprinkle with cinnamon. Bake at 350 for 30 minutes or until brown.

OR for variety, you can try the Dumped Dumplings version. Follow the instructions shown above but put the dumplings in a disposable foil pan. Bend the pan in half as you pull it out of the oven causing all the syrup to spill out and coat the oven door. At least half the dumplings should land upside down on the oven door. Curse loud and long and then scoop the dropped dumplings back into the pan and rearrange them as much as hot and sticky will allow. Put the pan on top of the stove. Curse loudly again. Leave dumplings on counter overnight to cool.

The following morning (3 to 5 hours later), return to the kitchen. Slam the disgusting oven door and repeat cursing. Mix 1 cup sugar, 1 stick butter, and 1/2 cup water in saucepan and bring to boil over medium heat stirring and cursing constantly. Reduce heat and simmer syrup for 20 or 30 minutes till mixture thickens slightly. Pour syrup over dumped dumplings and serve.

I brought dumped dumplings to the potluck and everyone wanted the recipe. They turned out great. Tonight, for variety, I’m going to try the original recipe.

12 Comments

travelgal says 23rd April @ 6:29

I’m sorry Patty! That sounds really frustrating! I hate when things like that happen! Well, at least its thursday haha! That was really nice of you to volunteer to make those for the principle! I’m sure you have and will continue to have great karma! your school and family is lucky to have you!

Susan aka Happy Hag says 23rd April @ 6:50

True apple DUMP-lings, huh?

May today be awesome for you.

Joy says 23rd April @ 7:01

Oh Patty! It was just not your night. I am so sorry that you were in the ‘dumps’ as far as the apple dumplings go. Sorry I could not resist.
Okay joking aside . You tried to do a good thing. I am sorry that you had such a frustrating night with it all. At least it is over. Today is the second last teaching day this week. That is a good thing right?
Did you ever got to see the EARTH movie? How was it?
After Friday it is 6 weeks right???? 🙂
Take care and have a great day.
Bye the way can I have the recipe for your apple DUMPlings? LOL
😆
sorry could not resist. Your blog really cheered me up today. Thanks
Have a wonderful day

Joy says 23rd April @ 7:03

PS Just to clarify. Your bad night did not cheer me up. The way you wrote it out did. Plus my picture of you in Manny howling out swear words in the night, causing cats to run, dogs to cower, birds to flee! LOL

grabthebull says 23rd April @ 9:35

I knew there was a reason my ears were burning last night.

paperskin says 23rd April @ 9:50

You are too nice.. really, staying up that late to get someone elses job done… and then to have to go through that.. really not fair. You really have to stop taking on too much.

Okay, so I am a how to get out of it artist.. and I feel like I need to share my skills with you.. next time you’ve got to resist the urge to mother people and help them to this extent.. in this situation, I would suggest that your prinicipal go to a 24 hour grocery store and pick up something.. cheese and crackers, a shrimp plate, or even some store bakery made cookies. If you could be up at 11 doing this stuff so could they.

firefly says 23rd April @ 16:19

We’re going to change your user name from Sistah Patty to Saint Patty: patron saint of good deeds… and cursing.

firefly says 23rd April @ 16:38

I could never get my exH to go to the kids’ school functions. He thought they were stupid. Of course, he dropped out and ended up getting his GED, so I guess I really shouldn’t have expected him to place much importance on education!

I think it’s hilarious I’m inspiring anyone right now! I am up 10 pounds and moving my butt out of sheer will. I have no real desire to do anything but sleep, eat and watch tv. I’m only do beyond that because I have convinced myself that I HAVE to, that I have no choice. I’m sure hoping my momentum actually turns into some real momentum. Cause I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to fake it.

brseay says 23rd April @ 18:00

If your hubby tries to sneak out I’ll wait at your house and ambush him when he gets there. I can’t believe he wanted to sneak out b/c it would ruin his night!!! Next time haul his ass out of bed and make him peel apples!

Susan aka Happy Hag says 23rd April @ 21:33

Saint Patty. Patron Saint of Potlucks. Call on her when you are down on the Dumplings.
🙂

Joy says 24th April @ 7:57

I wonder if the apple dumplings would work with NO syrup instead use reduced fat biscuits, cant believe its not butter spray, splendra and a ton of pie spices??? I have got to try that next fall when apples are in.
Thanks for sharing the recipe.

beerab says 24th April @ 12:30

Men- they never want to do anything! lol.

Yesterday I had to go to the store with hubby because he couldn’t go to the store by himself. His excuse “I don’t like spending money without you around” LIAR LIAR LIAR! lol.

Glad you got him to go- and congratulations on your sons acheivements 🙂


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