Making Date Squares — Photos

This recipe was developed and added to my collection of recipes as a result of chatting with an online AI chatbot discussing church culture, during which the chatbot listed at one point some typical desserts to be found at church potluck luncheons. It listed the item which is the subject of this post as “Matrimonial Squares”. My interest was piqued because I did not know what “Matrimonial Squares” were, as well as said name telling me nothing of what the dessert was. As such, I bemusedly asked whether it was a dessert to be typically served as part of a wedding feast, or if there was something somewhat more prurient to them along the lines of being considered an aphrodisiac! I got a response along the lines of their description — date squares! — and how the name was a florid and traditional name meaning how well all the parts “marry together to make an ideal dessert”, an absolutely church-safe name. šŸ™‚

Incidentally, this recipe is vegetarian tending toward vegan if you use margarine (as I did) instead of butter.

This batch was the second batch made at the cottage during my holidays, and will likely be served at the lake association BBQ later this week.

Setting up:

First, I decided to take out all the ingredients:

Ingredients taken out

Although I actually did this a little later, now is a good time to preheat the oven:

Preheating oven

An 8″ x 8″ baking pan and a piece of paper towelling were taken out:

Paper towelling and baking pan taken out

The paper towel was taken over to the tub of margarine, and some margarine was scooped up with my hand and the paper towel:

Paper towel taken over to tub of margarine

The paper towel and margarine were taken over to the baking pan:

Paper towel and margarine taken over to the baking pan

… and the margarine was slathered onto the surfaces of the baking pan:

Margarine slathered over all surfaces in the baking pan
Margarine slathered over all surfaces in the baking pan

The baking pan was put aside.

Preparing the date filling:

Dates and a knife were taken out — in this case dates I had been keeping in the freezer, hence the fuzzy condensation on the bag:

Dates and a knife taken out

The dates were pitted:

Pitted dates

At this point, I took out a kitchen scale and a bowl, and set the reading to zero with the bowl on the scale …

Tare weight of bowl on scale

… so that I could weigh out the required amount of pitted dates, which I kept on pitting until I had enough pitted dates:

Weighed out pitted dates

At this point, I should have chopped the dates up a bit, but I forgot, and no matter.

The pitted dates were transferred to a pot:

Transferring the pitted dates to the pot
Pitted dates transferred to pot

Water was measured out:

Drawing water into measuring cup
Water measured out

The water was transferred to the pot with the pitted dates:

Transferring water to pot with pitted dates
Transferring water to pot with pitted dates
Transferring water to pot with pitted dates

Lemon juice was taken out:

Lemon juice taken out

The lemon juice was measured out:

Lemon juice measured out

The lemon juice was transferred to the pot with the pitted dates and water:

Lemon juice transferred to pot with pitted dates and water

A burner on the stove was turned on to medium heat:

Stove turned to medium heat

The pot of pitted dates, water, and lemon juice was placed on the burner:

Pot of pitted dates, water, and lemon juice

The pitted dates were largely left alone for the next several minutes, although I kept an eye on the pot and occasionally stirred it.

Making the oat crumble base and topping:

Flour was taken out:

Flour taken out

Flour was measured out:

Flour measured out

The flour was transferred to a mixing bowl:

Flour transferred to mixing bowl
Flour transferred to mixing bowl

Oats were taken out:

Oats taken out

Oats were measured out:

Oats measured out

The oats were transferred to the mixing bowl with the flour:

Oats transferred to mixing bowl with flour
Oats transferred to mixing bowl with flour
Oats transferred to mixing bowl with flour

Brown sugar was taken out:

Brown sugar taken out

Brown sugar was measured out:

Brown sugar measured out

The brown sugar was transferred to the mixing bowl with the flour and the oats:

Brown sugar transferred to mixing bowl

Baking soda was taken out and measured out:

Baking soda measured out

The baking soda was transferred to the mixing bowl with the flour, oats, and brown sugar:

Baking soda transferred to mixing bowl
Baking soda transferred to mixing bowl

Salt was taken out and measured out:

Salt measured out

The salt was transferred to the mixing bowl with the flour, oats, brown sugar, and baking salt:

Salt transferred to mixing bowl
Salt transferred to mixing bowl

Another bowl was placed on my kitchen scale, and the display set to zero:

Bowl placed on scale and tare weight set

Margarine was measured out:

Margarine measured out

The margarine was transferred to the mixing bowl with the flour, oats, brown sugar, baking soda, and salt:

Margarine transferred to mixing bowl

An electric mixer was brought to the mixing bowl:

Electric beater brought to mixing bowl

The ingredients were mixed thoroughly:

Ingredients thoroughly mixed

The ingredients in the bowl were roughly divided into two parts:

Ingredients in bowl divided into two parts

Mounting the date squares:

About half of the oat crumble mix was transferred to the baking pan:

Oat crumble transferred to baking pan

The oat crumble base was spread out over the whole surface of the baking pan:

Oat crumble spread over base of baking pan

The oat crumble base was flattened with an egg flipper:

Oat crumble base flattened
Oat crumble base flattened

At this point, after having only occasionally glanced at and stirring the dates in the pot on the stove, I took the pot off the stove, the mix having turned into a nice jammy consistency:

Cooked date filling with a jammy consistency

The cooked date filling was transferred to the pan with the oat crumble base:

Cooked date filling transferred to pan with oat crumble base

The date filling was spread roughly evenly over the base with a spoon:

Spreading the date filling with a spoon
Spreading the date filling with a spoon

The rest of the oat crumble was transferred on top of the date filling:

Second half of oat crumble transferred to baking pan

The oat crumble topping was spread roughly evenly over the date filling:

Oat crumble spread over date filling

I gently patted down the topping with my hand; note that I said “gently”:

Gently patting down the oat crumble topping
Patted down oat crumble topping

Baking the date squares:

The pan was placed in the preheated countertop oven, and a timer was set to about 35 minutes:

Baking pan placed in countertop oven and timer set to 35 minutes

When the baking was finished, the baking pan was taken out of the oven and placed on a cooling rack:

Baking pan placed on cooling rack

Once cooled (I did move the cooling along by placing the pan in the fridge for a while), the whole large date square was removed from the pan. Yes I tasted the bit of the base that was left behind: It was yummy!

Large date square removed from baking pan

I began cutting the large piece off-center, with a goal of cutting a 5 x 5 grid for a total of 25 pieces:

Cutting the date squares, starting from off-centre

Three more slices were made, in order to have five long bars:

Five long bars

The cutting board was rotated 90 degrees so as to continue with four more cuts, to have a total of 25 squares:

25 date squares!

… and since I implied that I still had a few leftover from last week, and that I outright suggested that this batch would be placed on a dessert table at this week’s lake association BBQ, I bagged up the freshly-baked date squares, and placed them in the freezer for later in the week:

Date squares bagged

And yes, of course they’re yummy — I got to taste a bunch of crumbs while I was cleaning up!

I’m a lumberjack and that’s okay …

(In case you’re wondering, here’s the link to wikipedia (and my archive), and to youtube (and my archive).)

During my holidays at the cottage this year, I had the usual plans: A lot of relaxing, maybe a bit of boating, possibly some cycling on some nearby cycling trails, definitely a lot of cooking especially at the beginning, mostly of desserts to be frozen for eating during my stay at the cottage, and of course, some wood splitting to fill up the wood pile. No matter that said wood shed is already three quarters full after last year’s work and what I did burn over the winter.

View of my wood shed that is already three quarters full
Side view of my wood shed that is already three quarters full

As you can see, I already had a lot of wood on my woodpile.

Part of my plans, nonetheless, involved cutting up a couple of big birch trees which we had had felled by a real lumberjack last autumn, because the trees were liable to fall any time, possibly the wrong way.

One of two birch trees felled on the property

I also had some branches and pieces of another birch tree we’d asked the real lumberjack to trim, for fear that said branches would eventually tear down our electrical and phone entry to the cottage:

More wood ready to be cut up, before I would start cutting up the felled trees

Early on during my vacation, I met friends at a flea market somewhat nearby to the cottage, and afterwards I welcomed them at the cottage for an afternoon meal and visit. However, that day, 21 July 2026, we had a little bit of weather at the cottage (here’s my archive).

My friends were ready to pack up anyway as it was starting to rain heavily, and there had already been a few rounds of lightning and thunder at that point. As it turns out, they had to drive through the worst of the weather!

In the meantime, the cottage lost power from 20260721 at 17:41, shortly after my friends had departed. I was slightly beside myself without power, receiving advice to pack up not even five days into my holiday to go home … but I waited it out, and I won my bet in sticking through it all. Yay Hydro-QuĆ©bec! … but, I have just jumped a bit ahead of myself.

I almost immediately started making a lot of calls back home (good thing old fashioned phones usually work during power outages!) to get Hydro-QuƩbec (the power company here in QuƩbec, where I live) updates on the storm. Said updates went from:

  • 19:45 power return a mere couple of hours after the storm;
  • to noon on the following day;
  • to noon on the second day after the storm;
  • to still noon on the second day after the storm, but because crews had “finished” a lot of the work in the grouping around my address and the number of affected clients had dramatically dropped, it seemed that on said second morning, a work crew hadn’t yet been assigned to fix the branch of wires my cottage was on.

But again, I’m getting ahead of the story.

During the storm, I heard a tree fall; I figured it came from our spare lot beside the cottage. As it turned out, it was indeed from our spare lot, and it fell onto the road!

After the storm had passed, I went out onto the road to investigate, particularly since I could hear other people talking, and in fact said persons were walking down my driveway.

On the road, we found the following:

Fallen tree on road
Fallen tree on road
Fallen tree on road

As can be seen above, people were hoping to pass, and the person who usually deals with events such as this had appeared on site and began to cut up the tree, in order to clear the way.

Tree being cut up
Tree being cut up
Tree being cut up
Cut up tree placed on the side of the road, for later, collection of the long pieces for milling, and cleanup of the rest

The power came back on on 20260723 at about 11:35. As of this writing, we’re still waiting on Update 20260724: According to La Presse (here’s my archive) (yeah it’s in French, deal with it) and CBC news (here’s my archive) Environment Canada Northern Tornadoes Project (NTP) to announce whether has confirmed that it was indeed a tornado.

At this point, this story is going to take a bit of a detour.

During the power outage, I learned that my two Ryobi 7.5 Ah batteries for my lawnmower, using a Ryobi converter, can each power my cottage fridge for a bit over an hour on a full charge.

Ryobi 7.5Ah battery from my lawnmower on an inverter, which was used to power the fridge

To state what may be obvious, I had to protect two weeks’ worth of food and groceries and already-done baking in the fridge and freezer.

Fridge full of food (photo taken after power restoration)

After the storm but long before the power came back on, I learned from people with whom I’d spoken on the road, that the effects of the storm was worse but a kilometre or two north of me. I didn’t drive there, but I hear that it was like a disaster zone and would take several days to a week or more to repair everything.

Stories from neighbours convinced me to embark mid afternoon on a folly of a trip to secure a generator, something I could not fully convince myself that I’d need after a hopefully short period of time.

I went down to a nearby city (Lachute) to get a generator for the fridge … but between gasping at the prices, trying to figure out what I’d do with a generator after the power came back (or after I evacuated if it were to be too long), and remembering that I used to have an inverter for my car which I had used before to power the same fridge, I decided to buy a new inverter instead. Immediately prior to leaving on the folly of a trip, I brought with me my lawnmower batteries to recharge at the community centre as a backup plan, since I had also learned that the power had already been restored there.

Inverter meant to be attached to a car battery

On the way back to the cottage, I stopped at the community centre, and I spent about two and a half hours at the centre charging my two lawnmower batteries, and then I made it back to the cottage at approximately 8pm.

As it was starting to get darker (and outright dark by 9pm) I found myself a bit befuddled and I couldn’t quite grasp how to get the inverter to work; as such, I was pleased with myself that I had spent the time earlier to charge my lawnmower batteries, and one was set to work to get the fridge going for another hour or so before the battery drained, and in the process I also went to bed.

The next morning, I managed to get the purchased inverter working perfectly on my car engine, and the fridge was running for a bit over two hours before the power came back on.

At this point, I had a couple of priorities:

  • take a bath, which I couldn’t do during the power outage because the water system is a private system on the property dependent on electricity, putting aside the possibility of taking a swim in the lake beside the cottage — and when the power came back on, I was pleasantly surprised that the water in the hot water tank was still relatively hot after roughly 42 hours of no power, and therefore requiring little time for it to get back to temperature;
  • and wash the dishes from my entertaining on Tuesday!
Dishes from the previous two days, including a large number from my visitors on Tuesday, after washing

… And at this point, the little detour has come back to the wood story.

After finishing up the dishes, I could tell that there was activity going on on the road where the tree had fallen: I ended up helping the person who maintains the roads clear up the tree that he’d cut up a couple of days earlier, mainly during the part when he was shredding the branches less than 3″ thick.

I asked what he was going to do with the rest of the wood, viz. the branches larger than 3″ but which were not the main trunk wood that he had recovered; I already knew from a couple of days earlier that he’d said he’d take the main part of the tree trunk so that he could season the wood, and then mill it and dry it out for lumber. As such, I said I’d take the rest — which was substantial — that he would have otherwise driven to the local ecocentre (here’s my archive) (yes, it’s in French, deal with it.)

Here is a photo of the branches packed into my car:

Branches loaded into my car

A little note at this point: The person who was leading with clearing the road noticed my car filled with the wood, and “strongly suggested” (jovially, though with an air of being serious along the lines of “they may feature your story, and perhaps even give you a credit”) that I take photos in order to send to the manufacturer to tell a story of how I use my car … whether I end up doing this remains to be seen, but in the meantime, I mounted this post. šŸ™‚

And, now I have this pile of wood to cut up to place in my wood shed … while you can see on the left of the photo, just behind the propane tank, one of the birch trees that was felled last year, that at this point will at best be cut into logs for seasoning for another year, and hopefully be kept somewhat out of winter snow and spring wetness!

Now larger pile of wood to be cut up and split

A second post “I’m a lumberjack … — Part Deux” was mounted to showcase the actual woodcutting and splitting, and stacking of the split wood, that for the purposes of this post, are left to the implied and unseen.

And as for the rest of the Monty Python sketch … well it’s as old as I am, and it’s still funny!