holiday how-to: quick-fix praline bars

Here’s a typical story from my life: Earlier this month I celebrated my 30th birthday party with a cookie swap at my favorite bar. The party was starting in half-an-hour, and, of course, I hadn’t had time to bake a single cookie. I knew it would be OK for me to skip the swap, but I still wanted to contribute a little something sweet. Into my brain, like a saving grace, popped this recipe…a holiday favorite of my Grandma Mary. The simple ingredients and unfussy proportions make it an easy one to recall by heart, and before I knew it, I was on my way out the door, tin of cookies in hand, with a minute or two to spare.

Before I share her recipe, please know one thing: No one’s going to “ooh” and “ahh” over how these bars look. They’re not showy, they’re simple. But whatever they lack in looks, they make up for (ten-fold) in taste. I figured I’d share the recipe with you this week, in case you too find yourself in a pinch and need to whip up something for a holiday party or potluck at the last minute.

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Grandma Mary’s Praline Bars

WHAT YOU’LL NEED

24 graham crackers (roughly two packs from an average-size box)
1/2 c. brown sugar
1/2 c. butter
1/2 t. vanilla
1 c. chopped pecans (or walnuts)

HOW TO MAKE

1. Preheat oven to 350°.

2. Arrange graham crackers on a foil-lined jelly roll pan.

3. Heat brown sugar and butter to boiling in a saucepan. Boil 1 minute, stirring constantly; remove from heat and quickly stir in the vanilla.

3. Working fast, spread the caramelized sugar on top of the crackers, as evenly as possible.

4. Sprinkle with chopped pecans.

5. Bake for 10 or so minutes, or until the caramel starts to bubble. Watch ’em carefully because they can scorch from just a minute or two of over-baking.

6. Let them cool and then break into squares or pieces.

This recipe doubles like a dream, which you might as well do because they take literally 15 minutes start-to-finish and you will want to gobble them all up as soon as they are cool.

xoxo,

Meghan

seasons greetings

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Disagree all you want, but for me, Christmas mail is the best mail. Lately after work, I’ve found myself going straight to the mailbox too see what’s arrived that day. A pretty card, a letter from family far away, cute baby photos from friends…every night it’s a little dose of happy. Speaking of happy mail, I scanned in a collection of Christmas cards from my mom and had to share them with you. Each is a treasure in its own way, from the staged sing-a-long to the oh-fer-cute garlands.

Are y’all enjoying the onslaught of holiday mail too? Better yet, did you send a holiday card this year? If so, here’s hoping it too is treasured.

xoxo,

Meghan

t’s for texas

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Hey friends! Just popping in to let you know that it might be quiet around here for a few more days, since this afternoon, I’m heading to Texas to celebrate my boyfriend’s grandparent’s 65th wedding anniversary (!!!). After a crazy busy couple of weeks, I’m so looking forward to a few days away away with my honey. As usual, we don’t have a ton of plans set in stone, except for a day or two at the beach, a quick trip over the border to Reynosa, Mexico and a drive-by of the Freddy Fender water tower. I hope to squeeze in a few quick thrift-store visits too, of course, but we’ll see how that goes! I’ll be posting lots of pics on Instagram while I’m away, so if you feel like seeing what mischief I’m getting into, find me @highplainsthrifter.

Take care while I’m away, OK?

xo,

Meghan

life lately

This week’s been a busy one. Working all day, busting butt each and every night. I’ve been occupied mostly with readying my humble little home for the arrival of a very important guest…my boyfriend’s beautiful daughter Ian, who flew in from California late last night. She’s visited a few times before, but this time it’s different. Because this time, she’s here in Minneapolis for good.

It’s no secret that I absolutely love living on my own. But to be able to welcome her to this city, this next chapter, and provide her with a comfortable place to stay while she gets her bearings? That makes my heart nearly burst with happy. And that kind of joy makes the small sacrifices required when sharing one’s home so. totally. worth. it. Anyway, speaking of hearts bursting, we’re off to visit her grandma, aunties, uncle and cousins in St. Cloud. It couldn’t be a more beautiful, sunshine-y afternoon for a reunion…

I hope you have the most lovely of weekends, dears!

xo,

Meghan

she get it from her mama

I didn’t get an Easter basket this year. Instead, on Easter Sunday, my mom gifted me this beautiful dress. She found it at our favorite up north thrift that’s right across the street from our favorite up north pie shop. (Blueberry pie is kind of a big deal up there.)

It cost a whopping $1.50.

How a dress from fancy pants Neiman Marcus wound up in little ole Iron River (population 1,059) is a bit beyond me. A little digging led me to discover that CB II by Castleberry was an ’80s trademark owned by Leslie Fay Inc., a label you’ll see often at thrifts. Unlike Neiman Marcus.

What I love about this dress…the way the pattern switches from horizontal to vertical and then back to horizontal (is there a fashion-y word to describe this? If so, I don’t know what that word is!), the cinched 3/4-length sleeves and the sash-y belt at the waist. It’s always a bonus when you score a cute dress with the original matching belt. It’s like a mound of Cool Whip on top of a blueberry pie á la mode. Pie + ice cream = great, but pie + ice cream + Cool Whip = even greater. Same with vintage dresses and their matching belts.

Thank you for this sweet dress mama! I’ll take thrifted finds from you over a basket full of chocolate any day. (Iron River blueberry pie on the other hand…)

xoox,

Meghan

P.S. If you like this dress, I found a similar one, also by CB II, on Etsy.

happy new year!

It’s been a busy month, but I had to pop in to wish you all a very, very happy new year. And while I’m at it, I figured I’d share this photo of my grandma Mary (second in on the left, next to the guy in the glasses) on the eve of 1957. The thing I love most about Dec. 31st doesn’t have anything to do with bubbly drinks, big meals or fancy dresses. Taking stock of the year that has past and making plans and resolutions for a better, brighter and happier new one—that’s where it’s at for me. I wish you all wonderful evenings, whether you celebrate in sweatpants or sequins. Call a cab, sleep on a couch or get a free ride home, just be safe.

xo,

Meghan

from grandma ella’s recipe box: sloppy joes

Something you should know about me: I could read recipes all the live-long day. Another thing you should know about me: I absolutely love projects, especially ones that require sorting or better yet, alphabetizing. So yesterday, when my mom pulled out two huge recipe boxes full of my grandma Ella’s recipes, and asked me to categorize them all, I was pretty much in heaven.

I came across a lot of old favorites from growing up, including this one for Sloppy Joes, aka one of my most beloved comfort foods.

It makes a batch large enough to feed a small army, but it freezes like a dream. I remember eating this at Grandma’s on a homemade whole wheat bun, with raw veggies, ripple chips and dip. And now I’m hungry.

xo,

Meghan

happy dad’s day!

Happy Father’s Day, lovelies!

I’m so happy to be spending this morning with my dad (and big brother) up north at the cabin, where this photo was snapped back in 1984. It’s one of my favorite places on earth.

Tonight,  I’m hanging out with another daddy-o in my life, my boyfriend. He won’t be able to spend today with his beautiful daughter, which is a bummer. My plans for taking his mind off missing her include treating him to Jucy Lucys and then going to a show.

Whatever’s on your agenda, I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday, honoring the dad(s) in your life!

xo,

Meghan

steal her look: grandma mary’s cocktail party attire

Hot pink shantung sheath. Rhinestone details. Diamond engagement ring. Gold mesh watch. Perfectly coiffed hair. A tiny glimpse of old-school Spanx. (Quelle horreur!) And a cocktail glass in need of refreshing. This, my dears, is my grandma Mary, circa 1969. She will always be one of the most beautiful, poised and elegant women in the world to me.

Recreate this look with a bubblegum pink silk cocktail dress with diamante detailsa gold bracelet watchhot rollers and hairspray, thigh-slimming shape wear and a ’60s-era structured vintage floral sofa.  Then have a devoted lover buy you this, and you’ll be sitting pretty.

xo,

Meghan

P.S. I posted a photo from my grandparent’s wedding last Memorial Day. Check it out here, if you wanna.

thrifted gift: blue ridge china set

This Christmas, my mom gifted me one of her biggest thrift-store scores of 2010: A 57-piece set of blemish-free Blue Ridge china.

The pattern is Quaker Apple, which was produced in 1953 as part of a promotional deal Blue Ridge had with Quaker Oats. That year, housewives reaching into their box of oats were surprised with a full-sized china teacup featuring a hand-painted deep red apple and and trimmed in green. Encouraged by the ad on the back of the container saying “start your set now and save!,” homemakers built a collection of hand-painted ceramics $1.95 at a time.  A spoon rest, oatmeal bowl and bread plate today, a set of plates or a handful of soup bowls a few months down the line. Bit by bit, piece by piece.

A few years after this, Blue Ridge stopped producing china. The market had dwindled, drawn away by the lure of indestructible plastic dinnerware. Most larger pieces made after the ’30s have the Blue Ridge stamp. Some are numbered, most are not. Very limited collections of hand-signed pieces were also produced.

If you were wondering what 57 pieces of china looks like, this will give you some idea.

10 dinner plates, 10 saucers, eight small plates, seven fruit/dessert bowls, seven soup bowls, seven teacups, three various-sized platters, an oatmeal bowl, a sugar pot, a creamer, a spoon rest and a large salad bowl. Sweet, right? At first, I was a bit off-put by the “is that a teacher present?” vibe the apple was giving off. But once I started looking at the different pieces and noticed the one-of-a-kind-ness each one had, I fell a little bit in love. I think I’m going to use them everyday, since I’m definitely more of an “every day is an occasion” type of person.

I feel very lucky to have received such a surprising, sweet gift this year. (Thanks, Marmee!) I hope you all had very merry Christmas weekends, too. Did any of you get your socks knocked off by a gift, big or small, thrifted or not?

xo,

Meghan