I am not an April Fool’s fan.
I never liked pranks or jokes or things of that nature. I prefer my laughs to come from crass humor, overt sarcasm, or at someone else’s expense.
I never liked Punk’d (mostly because Ashton Kutcher is a D-bag, but that’s another story for another time).
I never thought the idea of duct-tape mummifying someone or covering all their belongings in foil or Jello. I don’t like thinking I may wake up with marker on my face. And any gags involving fake barf, poop, or the like disgust me.
Basically, I’m boring. But I can tell a funny Helen Keller joke if provoked.
Last year, Jessie and I had a rough March. We unfortunately witnessed a pretty fatal car accident and happened to be the first on scene. After dealing with a depressing month of confusion, questions and after-shock stress, I decided to treat us to a fun day at Six Flags on April 2.
I bought the tickets, scheduled the day with snacks and mix CDs, and told him about the trip a week in advance. He was stoked, I was stoked–hellooooo, rollercoasters!
The day before (April 1st) I was at work minding my own business when I got a phone call from Jessie. Figuring it was his usual checking-in-to-say-hi call I took it happily and proceeded to tell him about my day and how I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
That’s when he said he thought we should talk.
And maybe things were moving too fast.
And perhaps, tomorrow wasn’t a good idea and therefore, we should have some space. To think.
Basically, he was telling me we were over and tough sh*t but I had two non-refundable tickets on my hands for tomorrow only.
I didn’t even know how to react. My first instinct was “don’t cry!” because I have this genetic disability where I cry over the dumbest things at the drop of a hat. I’m a CRYBABY, okay? And I was at work, surrounded by children eating cupcakes, and it really didn’t seem appropriate to sob and beg for mercy on the phone so I lamely said “okay.”
And he was quiet for a few moments as I mentally recapped our (then) 3 month relationship and how did this even happen?! when he started laughing.
“April Foooooool’s!” he cried on the other end. I was literally speechless. Stunned. I may have mumbled some incoherent blabber in response to my brain being deadened and then reanimated within a span of seconds. And he laughed at me. So I chuckled too but really, I was still shocked.
And that’s kinda when I realized I really hate April Fool’s.
Oh, and btw, Six Flags was awesome. I kissed a dolphin and it made Jessie really jealous (dolphins are slimy kissers but everything can be improved with time) and revenge was served.
However, I understand some people get a real kick out of shocking, joking and surprising people and I have to cater to my prankster masses. So whether you love April Fool’s, forget it even exists or are neutral on the subject, here’s an easy and fun recipe to whip up for the first.
They’re Pie Fries, and they totally rock!!
Basically, there’s a bunch of really cute April Fool’s “food that isn’t”-type cupcakes on the internet, like fried rice cupcakes or spaghetti & meatballs. Those are way cute but I wanted something easier & different. These only have three ingredients.
So make them and serve them with dinner. Your family may be stunned that they aren’t the local fast food fare, but they will be happy and giddy because they’re fries coated in butter, cinnamon and sugar. And who doesn’t get stoked for that?!
Prepared pie dough scraps*
About 3 Tbsp butter, melted
1/2 cup cinnamon sugar
Softened strawberry jam, optional
1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. Line a rimmed baking sheet with foil and set aside.
2. Cut your pie scraps into long strips, similar to the shape and size of fast food fries. Lay them on a single layer on your prepared sheet and brush with butter. Sprinkle liberally with cinnamon sugar mixture.
3. Bake until golden and crispy (careful not to overbake) for about 10 minutes, checking halfway through baking time (as they could be done sooner). Allow to cool slightly before serving; I like mine served warmed the best but room temp are good, too! Consider serving yours up alongside a small cup or dish of strawberry jam, slightly softened, to resemble ketchup. Sooo yummy!
**Note: stay tuned for tomorrow’s recipe, which will have pie dough scraps left over. But, if you can’t wait (or don’t make tomorrow’s recipe [which would be blasphemy and I will hunt you down]) take one sheet of prepared pie crust and cut it into strips, as directed above. However, you may want to increase your amount of butter and cinnamon sugar if you use an entire dough sheet as opposed to just scraps.**
These taste like the crispy, golden, sugary crust on top of my favorite apple pie, minus all the healthy fruit and stuff. Everyone knows crust is the best part. Duh. They’re way too easy and fun not to make, so whip some up now!
And I’m not kidding about the funny Helen Keller joke, if you want to know…
Have a great Tuesday!