I've searched far and wide for a good recipe for flapjacks, those wonderful oat bars I discovered while vacationing in Scotland. After several tries, I've finally adapted a recipe that works for me and was met with hearty approval by my fellow dancers.
Scottish Flapjacks
5 ounces butter
2 heaping tablespoons light brown sugar
4 tablespoons honey
2 heaping cups steel-cut oats
1 medium banana, mashed
2 heaping tablespoons chopped dates
Preheat oven to 375°F. Spray a small baking tin (8"x8", 7"x11", or 9"x9") with cooking spray. Melt the butter, sugar, and honey. Add the rest of the ingredients mixing everything well. Pour the mix into the baking tin and bake for 25 minutes. Cut into fingers(bars) whilst still warm and allow to cool completely before removing from the pan.
Enjoy!
(Edit 11/11: I just noticed that I used the word "whilst" above. I don't think I did it intentionally just to use an uncommon form of the word "while." I believe it was simply a typo, but since it's a typo that actually works in a way I can't bring myself to correct it.)
Friday, October 28, 2005
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Oktoberfest 2005
Oktoberfest was as wonderful as always. It was nice to have new costumes again and dance in our kilted skirts. (Come to think of it I never mentioned my new skirt here. How did that happen? I got a beautiful Royal Stewart kilted skirt made by Edinburgh Woolen Mills on E-Bay for less than $20 including shipping. It was all I could talk about for the week after I got it.) So, anyways, back to Oktoberfest... The performance went great. Laurabelle was actually able to do all the dances she was going to do before breaking her wrist except for the one she broke her wrist in.
A little on our program...
O! My America! - Originally written by Scots immigrating to America. We learned this dance after Hurricane Katrina in honor of the way Americans came together to help each other. This dance features Schiehallion's Reel - a figure like a Grand Chain without touching. My partner: Lara.
Lost in Edinburgh - We danced this in honor of the adventure I mentioned in the last post when Beth broke her wrist. My partner: Brian.
Belle of Bon Accord - Beth and I learned this Strathspey at the dance class we visited in Strathaven, Scotland. My partner: Lance.
Quarrie's Jig - A complicated dance several "learned" after I left Scotland, but no one really learned it until Beth sat down and made sense of it for herself and taught it to us back in Tulsa. I didn't dance this one.
Preston Mill - A very new 5-couple dance Beth introduced after several travelers visited this National Trust of Scotland site. I was the alternate, but Laurabelle was up for dancing.
Hebridean Weaving Lilt - A unique dance performed to mouth, or waulking, music and danced as a running step rather than the usual skipping or strathspey step. This dance features an intricate weaving/unweaving figure that the audience really liked (judging by their applause). My partner: Sara.
A little on our program...
O! My America! - Originally written by Scots immigrating to America. We learned this dance after Hurricane Katrina in honor of the way Americans came together to help each other. This dance features Schiehallion's Reel - a figure like a Grand Chain without touching. My partner: Lara.
Lost in Edinburgh - We danced this in honor of the adventure I mentioned in the last post when Beth broke her wrist. My partner: Brian.
Belle of Bon Accord - Beth and I learned this Strathspey at the dance class we visited in Strathaven, Scotland. My partner: Lance.
Quarrie's Jig - A complicated dance several "learned" after I left Scotland, but no one really learned it until Beth sat down and made sense of it for herself and taught it to us back in Tulsa. I didn't dance this one.
Preston Mill - A very new 5-couple dance Beth introduced after several travelers visited this National Trust of Scotland site. I was the alternate, but Laurabelle was up for dancing.
Hebridean Weaving Lilt - A unique dance performed to mouth, or waulking, music and danced as a running step rather than the usual skipping or strathspey step. This dance features an intricate weaving/unweaving figure that the audience really liked (judging by their applause). My partner: Sara.
Monday, October 24, 2005
Of broken wrists and resulting adventures
Several of my fellow travelers to Scotland stayed there an additional three weeks after I had left. In this time, Beth, the group leader, managed to fall and break her wrist during a visit to Edinburgh. According to the recounts I heard upon their return to Oklahoma, this led to quite an adventure trying to find a hospital in the unfamiliar streets of Edinburgh followed by the experience of a Scottish hospital complete with "hat bowls" and purple gloves.
Beth's wrist has since healed, and we've been busy preparing for one of our biggest performances of the year: Oktoberfest. All was going well - we could do the program several times in an evening with time to spare when it happened - Laurabelle broke her wrist in the middle of our dress rehearsal 10 days before the big event. She was laughing so hard during the dance that at the point where she's supposed to kneel then rise she lost her balance when rising and heard/felt a snap after she reached down to break her fall. So everyone hopped in their cars and caravaned over to the hospital where we managed to get lost in the parking lot even though it wasn't Edinburgh. The ER secretary was a bit shocked when a whole crew of kilted folk appeared at her desk at once. She was glad to find out that we were all just there for moral support for Laurabelle (and of course not to miss a second hospital adventure).
Stay tuned to find out how Oktoberfest went.
Beth's wrist has since healed, and we've been busy preparing for one of our biggest performances of the year: Oktoberfest. All was going well - we could do the program several times in an evening with time to spare when it happened - Laurabelle broke her wrist in the middle of our dress rehearsal 10 days before the big event. She was laughing so hard during the dance that at the point where she's supposed to kneel then rise she lost her balance when rising and heard/felt a snap after she reached down to break her fall. So everyone hopped in their cars and caravaned over to the hospital where we managed to get lost in the parking lot even though it wasn't Edinburgh. The ER secretary was a bit shocked when a whole crew of kilted folk appeared at her desk at once. She was glad to find out that we were all just there for moral support for Laurabelle (and of course not to miss a second hospital adventure).
Stay tuned to find out how Oktoberfest went.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
T.G.I. Friday's: Mild or Wild
You've probably seen the T.G.I. Friday's commercial for their Mild or Wild 3-course meal. Well, they've got a little Mild or Wild Challenge to help you decide which menu you should go with. The reason I like this particular quiz is that they are willing to admit they can't peg me and in doing so pegged me quite accurately as Mildly Wild. Try the challenge yourself here.
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