“Even after five years,” Professor Plum said, “it never gets old. And Chef had pecans out too.”

He read the mail. (More)

Professor Plum then took Ms. Scarlet’s hand, although this time they didn’t leave to join the resident faculty in the wine cellar library and spend the weekend drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum (“More wine, more truth”). There was also no staff poker game this week. Instead the faculty and staff were gathered around Árbol Squirrel to serenade the Squirrel on the fifth anniversary of his BPI premiere, leaving your lowly mail room clerk to review the week’s correspondence….

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Dear Squirrel,

Forget the mail. Just tell them how to make Orange Pecan French Toast and get out here. The BPI Staff Chorus is all warmed up, but we need our tenor!

Chef in Blogistan

Dear Chef,

Yes ma’am. First stir 1 cup of packed brown sugar in a small bowl with ⅓ cup melted butter and 2 Tablespoons of light corn syrup. Pour that into a greased 9×13-inch baking dish and spread evenly, then sprinkle ⅓ cup of chopped pecans over the sugar mixture. Cut a loaf of French bread into 12 ¾-inch slices and spread them over the pecans and sugar in a snug, single layer. Next whisk together 1 teaspoon of orange zest, 1 cup of orange juice, ½ cup of milk, 3 Tablespoons of sugar, 1 teaspoon of ground cinnamon, 1 teaspoon of vanilla extract, 3 egg whites, and 2 beaten eggs. Pour the egg mixture over the bread, pressing gently to help the bread absorb the liquid. Cover and refrigerate overnight. The next morning, remove the cover and let stand for 20 minutes at room temperature, then bake at 350°F for 35 minutes, until golden brown. Dust with confectioner’s sugar and serve. Bon appétit!

Oh, don’t nibble on the pecans while you’re making this. Unless you put out extra. Which you should. Really.

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Sources:

Orange Pecan French Toast

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Deer Skwirl,

R U dun yet?

Pootie P in Blogistan

Dear Pootie the Precious,

Yes, I’m coming now.

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On the first day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Tree

Come dance around my tree.

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On the second day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Nut

Watch out for my nuts, but
Come dance around my tree.

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On the third day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Baby

Don’t wake the baby!
Watch out for my nuts, but
Come dance around my tree.

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On the fourth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Screen

Who are all those people?
Don’t wake the baby!
Watch out for my nuts, hey,
That’s NOT dancing ’round my tree.

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On the fifth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Get Off My Lawn

GETT OFF MYY LAWWWN!
Who are all those people?
Don’t wake the baby!
Watch out for my nuts, hey,
That’s NOT dancing ’round my tree.

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On the sixth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Put Some Clothes On

Put some frigging clothes on.
GETT OFF MYY LAWWWN!
Who are all those people?
Don’t wake the baby!
Hey, those were my nuts, and
You can’t dance around my tree!

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On the seventh day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Bottle

Yes I’ll have some eggnog.
Put some frigging clothes on.
GETT OFF MYY LAWWWN!
Who are all those people?
Don’t wake the baby!
Hey, those were my nuts, and
You can’t dance around my tree!

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On the eighth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Drinking

My that tastes delicious,
Sure I’ll have more eggnog.
Please put some clothes on.
PLEEEASE MOW MYY LAWWWN!
Who are all those people?
Is that my baby?
I can get more nuts.
Could you please find another tree?

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On the ninth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Squirrel Fluffy Tail

Yes my tail is fluffy.
My that tastes delicious,
Sure I’ll have more eggnog.
Won’t you take more clothes off?
PLEEEASE MOW MYY LAWWWN!
Who are all those people?
I don’t have a baby.
Never much liked nuts.
Could you please find another tree?

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On the tenth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Yes My Tail Is Fluffy

Yes it helps me balance,
And my tail is fluffy.
My that tastes delicious,
Sure I’ll have more eggnog.
What are clothes for anyway?
THAT’S MY GARDEN GNOME!
Oh wait that’s your brother.
I don’t have a baby.
Never much liked nuts, but,
Would you like to buy my tree?

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On the eleventh day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Cat

Oops, dear, excuse me!
Guess I lost my balance,
And my tail is fluffy.
My that tastes delicious,
Keep that eggnog comin’!
What are clothes for anyway?
THAT’S MY GARDEN GNOME!
Oh wait that’s your sister.
Whaddya mean a baby?
You’re a bunch of nuts, and,
Of course you can climb my tree!

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On the twelfth day of Solstice, a squirrel said to me:

Red Squirrel Sleeping

Whoa I’ve got a headache!
Oops, dear excuse me!
Yes it’s back there somewhere,
And my tail is fluffy.
My that was delicious,
Please no more eggnog!
Whose clothes am I wearing?
THAT’S MY GARDEN GNOME!
Oh wait that’s my wife,
Feeding the baby.
He’s a little nut, and,
We’re all living in MYYYYYY TREEEEEEEE!

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Happy Squirrelidays!