Candied Pecans…

Full-fat butter, brown suga’, cinnamon, pinch of salt, nutmeg, cayenne & ginger. Melt down ingredients in skillet; add pecans; place in oven (low broil) for a few minutes. Carefully spread out on greased parchment paper or foil and allow to cool and break apart. Enjoy!
**a few splashes of water may help to melt down the brown suga’ base**

The holidays can be difficult for many of us. Memories surface of those who’ve passed on and we miss them like crazy. We may be forced around those we don’t necessarily prefer in our energy field. The approaching new year may bring up melancholic regrets of what was and has been – some things we may not be so proud of. And if that’s not enough, the sun decides to hide behind the clouds a bit more (perhaps taking its cue from the humans it shines upon) and the cold weather can leave us feeling cooped-up and lackluster – Seasonal Affective Disorder does it’s thing.

Baking eases some of the tension and sadness for me. What works to pull you out of the trenches of dark feelings will be your own…but be sure to TRY. Try in silence, try at a crawling pace. So long as you try. Something is bound to work in your favor, lift your mood, and push you forward. Forward being the key word.

Make it a point to write down what works, because even though it may seem silly…sometimes we are quick to skip on once the jolly returns; and then scratch our heads in forgetfulness when in need of that mechanism once again. Hence, another good use of gratitude journals and the like. Recently I had a request for my oatmeal cookies from a special someone who LOVES pecans. So I put a slight twist on the recipe (I’on really cook via recipe), but y’all know what I mean… So, candied pecan oatmeal cookies it is…of course with a few cranberries for chew and the quintessential dash of cayenne and orange zest! It smells and tastes like Holiday all up and through here… ♥️🎄

That sizzle tho… 😋

Published by MAHism2025

Oftentimes, I am asked the origin and/or meaning of my name.  Shimah is a derivative of the name Shammah; Hebrew-Arabic in origin, with a biblical reference to Jehovah Shammah meaning 'God is present'.  It is pronounced with the accent on the second syllable and the only one who shortens it on a consistent basis is my mother.  I think I've been looking for ways to ground myself since birth - love grounds me, as does the written word.  And so, here we are!  Please explore the menu on the homepage; here you will find the different areas in which I express myself through script.  Be it impromptu poetry, editing work, my ever-growing children's literature series, or the socially conscious (yet personally knotted) blog, it all siphons into creating and expression by way of the written word. I refer to myself as the Maternal Head of a beautiful little girl who lovingly just calls me mommy.  If you've gotten through this lengthy bio then I will assume you've got time today... so, please leave me a note - the literates are in need of inspiration and constructive feedback from time to time.  Take care of your soul and I'll see ya'll 'round the way.

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