Category: Baking
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I have turned into my dog
It’s true. I eat, I sleep and I am beyond excited when I to go for a car ride. That’s how I happened to try a 1997 Progressive Farmer recipe for Sweet Potato Bread in Week 4 of social distancing. I’m glad I kept it — it’s every bit as tasty and moist as the…
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Drowning in a sea of chocolate
Please don’t take away my healthy food writer creds. It’s just so easy to pop a dessert into the oven (and so hard to divide it into the proper number of servings), and this one is so good. I promise this is the last in a series of 3, and then we’ll concentrate on vegetables.…
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Stealth weight loss; zucchini bread by request
The stealth weight loss continues — 10 pounds gone since Christmas. Mostly due, I think, to 5 consecutive swim-exercise sessions at our community pool since the arrival of our beloved grand, Snow White. Also, trying to make her diet a little healthier always improves mine. Except that I cannot get excited about the garden cucumbers…
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For Cam, Chandler and Catherine: The banana sheet cake with caramel frosting`
Cam was disappointed that this recipe wasn’t the first one posted from the church youth group supper. Chandler was so pleased with himself that he recognized the brown sugar in the icing, and Catherine, damn her eyes, may be the only person I’ve ever known who could love this, yet eat only a bite or…
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Eat, pray, love — the definition of supper at church
Last night we fixed supper for our church youth group: spicy lentil chili, broccoli cornbread, tossed salad, grapes and clementines, banana cake with caramel icing. It was some work but a lot of fun, unexpectedly so. As they finished their spring breaks, these teens were full o’ beans (even before the chili). They were also happy,…
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Great-aunt Charlotte, angel food cake
This is my mother’s mother’s baby sister, Charlotte. I remember her whooping laugh, her wonderful, ramshackle cottage on Lake Pochung and her angel food cake, which was high and white as the Cliffs of Dover, sweet and light as a forkful of cloud. For my 16th birthday, she made one of these wonders and Uncle Theodore brought his…
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The Remains of the (Birth)day
“My mother likes to use recipes,” said our youngest daughter to her friend in a tone that implied I abuse kittens. Both of these young women are the kind of intuitive cooks that fix what’s in the cupboard. Me, not so much. I’ve never been an improviser — at the piano, on stage or in the…
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September morn
We woke up this morning to the sound of war. Well, war if you’re a dove, one of those poor, silly, pink-footed boobies that don’t even know enough to fly out of the road with cars approaching. This was a lot of fellas with more money than sense blasting away as soon as the grayest…
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