Wildflower Farm’s Salted Christmas Brownies

Salted Christmas Brownies
The fires are going and I am enjoying the glow of the wood stoves, the dogs sleep at my feet. It is dark outside and cold. Rain, ice, and snow, have been falling from the sky for half the day now. Outside it smells like damp ice, and the skeletal winter wood. Mixing with the smell of the salted brownies I made earlier for Book Club, I can also smell the dinner cinnamon corn bread baking in the oven. I am surrounded by a quality of winter cozy that I have been working to create here for some time now.
Soon I will make the christmas presents for my extended family… Farm gifts full of the cozy, rebellious, rustic, magic of this little five acre homestead farm. They seem to really enjoy these kinds of gifts. if not they are too polite to say as much…. For my sister, I will do a gift certificate because, that is what she will most appreciate. We try to honor what will be most appreciated by the recipient when we gift. But we love giving gifts that allow us to use what is right here on the farm and is part of farm life… Gifts of homemade bath and beauty products, something canned, perhaps a jar of our herbal cough syrup made from the eastern white pine we have named Alice, that lives outside by the woods. Perhaps a popcorn ball, or a hot chocolate bomb set of two…. Or if you get really lucky some of our sugar cookies, or the scrumptious Salted Chocolate Brownies, that I was inspired to invent by the book I just finished reading for Book Club. And for our readers, here is my christmas gift to you… I hope it serves you as well as it served the book club today.
Wildflower Farm Salted Christmas Brownies
1 ½ cups maple sugar
½ cup confectioner’s sugar
½ teaspoon salt
¾ ths teaspoon vanilla extract
2/3 rds cup of cocoa powder
2 tablespoons water
2 large eggs or egg sub equivalent.
½ cup olive oil
¾ cups flour
Sea salt for sprinkling
½ cup milk chocolate chips
Mix all dries including sugar in a bowl. In another bowl mix all the wets. Add the wets to the dries. Mix well. Add in milk chocolate chip, bake 20 minutes in 8 by 8 pan, at 350. Remove from oven when done. Usually takes between 15 and 30 minutes. (Some ovens it may take a little longer. Do the fork stick test.) Salt lightly with sea salt quickly as soon as they are out of the oven. Allow it to cool and eat.
Merry Christmas
And thank you for reading.
Enjoy this little recipe as my gift to you this holiday season.
Amanda of Wildflower Farm
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Wildflower Farm, is a small New England homestead, B&B and AirBnB, in the Baystate. We came out here 7 years ago, when we returned from the better part of 10 years as peripatetic aristotelian nomads, for my husband's post docs. Upon our return, we had a plan. We had a lovely home. Everything was so clear. Then, I got sick. Things I used to eat all the time during our travels elsewhere in the world and even here before I left almost 10 years earlier made me ill. It took a couple trips to the ER and a trip to specialist... It became clear, something had changed in the way food is processed in this country since last I lived here. Some off label things was inevitably going to be my demise.
My husband and I looked around to see the clear path we were on, had exploded in front of us. We decided we had to create a new path for ourselves. We put children on hold. We found a small piece of land with a house we loved in a rural suburb in a right to farm area. I began researching how to do it ourselves. Grow it ourselves, make it ourselves, survive on our own as much as possible. We bought the property, and began plotting a new course. One that didn't involve off label chemicals. Closer to nature, with a lot more DIY, gardens, and animals for the products they provide. We created a life we loved though it hasn't always been easy and has of course come with compromise with each other, and even with ourselves.
Our family thought we had lost our minds. What were we doing leaving the city? We had no idea how hard this would be. They thought we would be back in 6 months. That was over 7 years ago, now. We have been making it work. They were not wrong, it isn't easy. But has anything worth doing ever been easy? And for us, avoiding as much store bought food as possible was simply necessary so I could live given how sick I was getting.
Then Covid hit.... We were lucky to have this place. It has allowed us a lot less need for public use territories which has kept us a lot safer and spared us much of the risk others face daily. This place, has given us a privilege through this of great meaning to us. To be of use in a difficult time. We have been able to help friends family and even strangers in need when things couldn't be found on store shelves. Or money was tight due to not working, rent being due and a child at home, or some other draining situation. We are so very grateful to have been able to not be helpless like so much of society through this miserable time. Our families, got used to it some time ago, us being out here. They made peace with it the day there was no bread and they had to ask me for some. Or when fresh vegies were rotten due to supply chain issues but they could find plenty in my garden.
Wildflower Farm, was a place I dreamed of. One of those sweet pastoral dreams a city dweller grows up knowing will never come true, that became unavoidable when I became ill. I never expected to get to do this. I never thought I had what it takes to make this work. I have learned pacing myself is important, compromise is critical, hard work never ends, burn out is real so breaks are just a necessary evil.
We are not fully self sufficient, but we work hard in that direction as we create a new path through life for ourselves, always reaching to do even more ourselves and to get closer to the ideal we envision. We are however far more self sufficient than many in this world. 7 years in, we continue to learn and grow in this homesteading lifestyle. We welcome comments and advice and ideas and questions.
We welcome visitors from all over to our home with strict covid policies in place. We spend our time learning to live all over again in a more environmental and sustainable way though even there we are far from perfect always learning and growing doing better as we know better.
This little homestead farm is a magical place named for the New England wildflowers that grow all around. A place where a physicist, watches the night sky on clear nights with the aide of mirror and glass, and a woman, works endlessly in the gardens, the kitchen, and a variety of projects to create and to keep a very unique life style running and functioning. Wildflower Farm, has become so much more than simply a piece of land we can grow a few vegetables on. The longer I spend here, the more alive the land seems, the more I learn about it's function and the more meaning it has. My place in the universe and the next steps on our new path become ever more clear.
We welcome you on this journey with us.
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