Recipe: Coconut-Chocolate Macaroons



Yesterday I found an old bag of shredded coconut. I had NO idea how old it was, but I’m sure carbon dating would indicate it was at least five years old. I think we bought it after a trip to SE Asia. With the best of intentions, we hoped to make a Cambodian dish, but for reasons I forget, we never did. We don’t use coconut very much, so it’s no surprise this settled to the bottom of the pantry baking shelf.


The coconut still looked fresh and there wasn’t an expiration date, so I decided to make something from it. I found a few recipes for coconut macaroons. These called for unsweetened coconut, which this wasn’t, so I reduced the amount of sugar in the recipes and added an extra egg white to add some extra moisture to the dried coconut.

I am pleased to tell you these came out delicious. The macaroons taste all the world like Hershey’s Mounds candy bars.

The recipe is very easy to make. It took me all of fifteen minutes to assemble, another fifteen minutes to bake and ten to clean up.



  • 3 eggs (yes, 3, even though the picture has two)
  • 1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips
  • 1 pinch Kosher salt 
  • 3 cups shredded sweetened coconut
  • 1 tsp almond or vanilla extract
  • 1/3 cup sweetened condensed milk


  • Preheat the oven to 350F degrees.


  • Mix coconut, sweetened condensed milk, salt and chocolate in a bowl. Set aside



  • Separate eggs, discard yolks. Beat with an electric blender on high until it forms a stiff meringue. 
  • Fold meringue into coconut mix.
  • Line baking sheets with parchment paper or silicone liner, or spray with cooking spray.
  • Spoon 1.5 tablespoon-sized dollops onto the cookie sheet about two inches apart. Wet your fingers and further shape the dollops into little mounds or cones.
  • Bake for 15 minutes or until golden brown. Remove from oven.
  • Allow to cool on the baking sheet to 5 minutes. Transfer to a cooling rack.
  • When completely cooled, store in an airtight container. They will soften in 24 hours.

Some Notes:

These macaroons have a lot of moisture in them, so expect them to soften after a few hours in a sealed container. They’ll get a bit sticky, too, so use wax paper between layers if you plan to stack them in a cookie tin.


How Much Sculpture Can You Find In Four Hours?


Today I went on sort of scavenger hunt, a personal search for public sculpture. I constrained my mission to be in the Saint Paul area. Furthermore, I had to blog what I found that same day.

I started out in the city of North Saint Paul, dovetailing a necessary shopping trip with the start of the mission.


I found the famous North Saint Paul Snowman right on Highway 36. He wasn’t commissioned and no professional artists designed him. He was built by the townspeople many years ago. I understand he’s been repaired a few times. 



Then I headed south to eastern Saint Paul, targeting Mounds Park. There I found very old ‘sculptures,’ the burial mounds of the Indians (Hopewellian culture) who lived there many years ago. A plaque said these were between 1,600 and 2,000 years old. There are ten mounds in the park. Iron fences cordoned all of them off, probably because they are still sacred.


In the same park, I found two more recent sculptures, made from local stone. The woman is obviously an indigenous person. The other sculpture was involved in some controversy a few years ago. I can’t recall much, except that the work wasn’t wanted there.



I headed west across the river and through downtown to the immense Saint Paul Cathedral. I popped my head in the door and joined a tour that was going on. The docent was pointing out all the subtle symbolism and meaning in the statues (Saint Anthony, here). I ducked away and snapped a photo of the stunning main altar.



Further west, and then up Lexington Avenue to Como Park. I stopped first at the McNeely Conservatory. Here the theme is Edwardian England with a cultural nod to Kew Gardens. The place is lush and green inside. Several sprites tiptoed above the water. The ponds at their feet teemed with hungry koi.



The Conservatory is connected to the Como Zoo by an atrium. I found this automaton offering advice for a quarter. I didn’t have any change, nor time to stop, so I hurried on to the Zoo.




There are several bronze animal statues. I captured ‘Don’ the gorilla. All the statues had ‘Please Don’t Climb’ signs in front of them, but they were all shiny and worn  from climbing kids, anyway.



The Japanese Garden was closed for the season, but I managed a shot of a stone lantern through the chain link fence.



On my way out of the park I found a single, multicolored stone with faces carved into it. It looked like an immense flint. I think was the most interesting thing I saw today.

I had a less than an hour left so I headed back east to my suburban town, Woodbury. Woodbury came of an age when public parks stopped adding artwork. Wealthy people stopped patronizing public art years ago in the old cities and it never blossomed in my suburb.



There is one sculpture I know of,  a new thing in a tony subdivision called ‘Dancing Waters.’ It features bronze statues of several kids joyously tumbling about. I like it a lot but something bothers me about this sculpture. It’s not inside the neighborhood where people could enjoy it. Instead, it is at the entrance to the subdivision. Cars fly on a very busy road. I doubt many of the drivers know it is there. It’s as if the sculpture was meant to wave people down and come into the neighborhood to buy a house. Or it’s a billboard of sorts proclaiming “Educated, Artsy People Live Here!” Pity. I think the city should buy it and relocate it to the popular playground in Ojibway Park.



And finally I close with this little display that’s just yards from my front door. Unlike the ‘Dancing Waters’ statue, this is tiny and private. It’s a memento tied to the base of a neighborhood traffic sign. Several years ago, a jogger collapsed at the sign’s base. He died of a heart attack on the spot. A few days afterwards this little tribute appeared. It’s always maintained and it changes periodically. This past summer it was a small plastic putto with flowers. I have never seen the caretaker and none of my neighbors have seen him, either.

It’s not fancy. Yet I pause every time I see the tiny display. Whoever the ‘artist’ is, they still feel a sadness and longing.


Type A Short Summary Of Your Day Without Looking At The Keyboard



Can you type without looking at the keyboard?

05:55 AM

I slept in to 430 tgus mirning. Fed the tigers the lasr of the antelope meat. Finished off the invites to tomrrows dinner party (note to self: get extra-wude chair for Michele, more grenadine for Rahm and birdseed for Deepak)> Hope I remember to keep the anchovies awar from BO his breath made the flowers wilt lasttime.

Need to varnish the dtapes. Meeying David for lunch at Central Parj, the poor schmuck has been futzing aorunf again. No holding Jay bacj this time, I’ll twll him!! Maybe Marthe wil show up with her new pets:those purse chupmucnks.

Later I’ll finish my truptick, tighten up my face and teach some geezers how to twitter. OMF!! Didi tell oyu mu FATHER is on Facebook??< His FB wheel is already biger thn mine!

(I slept in to 4:30 this morning. I had a nice breakfast of yogurt and fruit. I am looking forward to a big day today!)


10:29 AM

Back from gym, had to reduce the number of plates in mt ine-armed bnch press. (good advuce, Arnold)

Hanny called, told me that Glenn and Rish are dating againm. But not to tell Bill Majer cayse he get s so jealsoie. And please to get bill to a colorist asap, the mans is fadiung to grey befire out eyes,

Had tome to a;pha test my nrw augmented real;ty app. It’s finging fast foood wwhn drinving the care. Notso good – it crashed, even the app.

Telecommiunting this fay. Doggies won’t leace me alone – want to play and give mekisses.

(Good early morning workout. Working from home today)


14:20 PM

Preparing a preso for the noard nexy weej Should be easy — I lll jst use mmy stiuff from Davos. Bill wanteda cpy but I just gave hjim a pps version – can’t trust thie guy; he steals ecveryones stuff

Gaga told me that Imaniutjob is really  JEWISH! Mazeltov, baby! She/s stopping nu later for help with her gance moves for SNL. I jeep telling her to het rid othose heels. You go girlefriend! Oy.

Dogs wopmt  leacve me alone, Better let them out. .

(Finished my presentation)


21:00 PM

whoa who madw  these cosompolirans! They are prerry  strong. Won’r wake up tomorrow. Or O will, but with a headache.

Took the missius dancinf this week. Techno, of course. We wore our spandex corsets and fishnets. Let Gaga go – she was so emnfasssing! Kept tajing her wig off an adjusting her jock  strap.

Bed time kiddso! Big day tomorrow. BO is pretty down. Ill make dure we bring plam fronds for tomrrows party. Tahts going to sgeer him up!

(Wrapped up my project. Quiet evening at home.  Pooped —  to bed early.)

Got Up Early And Watched The Sunrise

6:15, before the sun rose. No songbirds —  they are no longer nesting, but I hear some crows, and in the trees a red squirrel is chirping at me.

It's cool this morning in Minnesota (51F). Everything is covered in dew. Some plants' leaves are closed tight, new flower buds are swelling and ready to pop, old rose petals fall to the ground.

The night things are still about. Tiny snails glide across the patio. Rabbits dare to hop across the lawn. And the blooms of the night, toadstools and mushrooms, pop and thrust out of the soil with visible urgency.

The air is very fragrant at the moment, of pine and musk roses.