Monthly Archives: December 2012

Schnikism: 2012 in review

Wow. This is somewhat interesting. LOL

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 5,500 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 9 years to get that many views.

Click here to see the complete report.

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Adult Candy Cane Fudge

I went on a tour of a local distillery recently and got a taste of Eastside Distilling’s Peppermint Bark liqueur. It was delicious, but it got my taste buds wondering, “what can I do with that?” So, I came up with this delicious fudge recipe. 🙂

Eastside Distilling Peppermint Bark Liqueur

Adult Candy Cane Fudge

2 – 10oz. packages Dark Chocolate bits
1 c. – Milk Chocolate Chips
2 (14 oz) – Cans sweetened condensed milk
1 t. – Vanilla extract
1/4 c. – Eastside Distilling Peppermint Bark Liqueur
1/2 c. – Crushed candy canes

Dark Chocolate Chunks

1. In a large saucepan combine the chocolate and sweetened condensed milk. Cook over medium-low heat, stirring frequently, until the mixture is smooth.
2. Remove the chocolate from the heat and stir in the vanilla and liqueur.
3. Spread out on a 13×9 glass baking dish.

Candy Canes

4. Dust your fudge with the crushed candy canes.
5. Refrigerate for at least 4 hours.

Peppermint Fudge

The fudge will keep for several weeks, if you have the willpower, in the refrigerator.

Candy Cane Fudge

A New Schnikism: Ken

I’ve got a great job. But, it’s hard work. And tonight, I stayed late, frustrated that some seemingly simple task was taking me forever and keeping me from spending time with my loved ones. So frustrated, was I, when I left work that in my head I was talking to myself as I walked to the bus, trying to think of a way to make it better. I entrenched in my thoughts, angered, tired and ready to go home.

As I walked, man stopped me on the street. He held up a paper and I immediately thought he was asking for directions. Impatiently I listened to him, looking for a way to cut him off as he launched to his tale of how he was down on his luck, really tired of living on the streets and trying to get into a local work program. One that would allow him to stay off the streets, get a shower, shave and regular haircuts.  At first, I just wanted him to stop talking and let me say, “I’m sorry, I can’t help,” so I could get on my way. I was cold and tired, ready to go home.

As I listened to his story, there was something about him; his honesty, his frankness, and a little something in his eyes as he looked me square in mine. “Tonight, I’m just trying to get a bed at a hostel for the night. I have spent all day gathering cans and bottles and have worked my way to up to five bucks. I know you’re busy, I know you want to get home, I just need a few bucks so I can reach my goal.”

While he was speaking, it sunk in; I have a great life, I have had some amazing things happen to me this year. I have been blessed and I have been fortunate. Before he could finish, I reached for my wallet and handed him the last cash I had, it was only fifteen bucks, a moment earlier I was trying to decide if I was going to stop at Starbucks for my five-dollar coffee. I thought spending my money this way was a much better investment.

When I handed him the money, he looked at me with a bit of astonishment and gratitude. He stuck out his hand and shook mine. “Thank you sir, my name is Ken and I really appreciate your generosity. Thank you for believing in me, I won’t let you down. Merry Christmas.”

It took me a moment to catch my breath, I wished him a Merry Christmas as well and headed on my way to catch my bus. In that moment, my whole night changed.

I know you won’t Ken.