Homemade Coffee Creamer: The Results

All right. I've had my very short and not very restful 6 hours of sleep. I am showered and at the desk with coffee in front of me. The husband says the creamer was good but lets give it a try shall we?

Definitely an improvement! It has less of a condensed milk taste but its still off to me. Of course, I've been dealing with ingredients that I can't pronounce for years. For now, we'll call it a success but I may try this again with another recipe.

Homemade Coffee Creamer

I am out of coffee creamer and out of grocery money. What's a coffee creamer addict to do? Make it at home, of course.

I've done this before with limited success. There are recipes all over the internet for it but I've yet to find one that didn't make my coffee taste way too sweet or not sweet enough. Well, tonight I may have found the answer.

The basic recipe is this:
1 14oz can of sweetened condensed milk
1 3/4 cups 2% milk
2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract

Mix all three together with a whisk and store in fridge for up to 10 days.

Here's the important step that is missing: Heat on the stove on low heat until all flavors combine. Don't let it boil, instead turn it off when steam just starts to rise out of the pan. Let cool for 10 minutes or so and then refrigerate.

I guess tomorrow I'll let you know how that goes.

This Writing Thing

When I was 9 years old (the same age as my daughter is now), I had to do a report on what I wanted to be as an adult. My report was about being an architect. It's what I wanted to do then. I don't know how or why I settled on that, but I had a love of buildings. They were amazing and you never knew what went on inside one of them. I used to sketch floor plans of sprawling and impossible homes and then populate them with an imaginary family.

In the ninth grade, we had career day. You went to the guidance counselor and told them what you were interested in doing as a career. In return, they gave you a print out of the kind of classes you would need to take for the rest of high school and then what your college courses would likely end up being. Back then, in 1986, there was a helluva lot of math involved in becoming an architect. Did I mention that I am not good at math? 

About this time, I discovered that while my math skills completely sucked my writing skills were pretty good. And even better, I enjoyed writing! Ever since then, it has been my dream to be a writer. But as I have said before, I have no follow through at all. I've been published once (a short story in a college journal.) But I have never finished anything.

Perhaps its time to get cracking.