Category: Family recipes
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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 bear went into the mountain; beef-barley-vegetable soup
I’m so ready for hibernation. Since my 50th high school reunion in August 2012, I’ve packed back on 30 pounds. Bring on the stinky cave — I am re-insulated and ready to live off my hips for a few months. Some of that’s a lot of sitting in office chairs since then. Some of that’s…
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Chicken corn soup and cranberry-orange bread — who I am
My father’s mother was so Pennsylvania Dutch she spoke it. My mother’s mother, so Northeastern WASP she spoke that! My father loved Pennsylvania Dutch food so my passive-aggressive mother never fixed it. (Her friend Doris G. made this soup.) She loved struggling with cranberries to see if she couldn’t get her smooth sauce to gel…
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Food & family
Thanks to FaceBook and e-mail, I’ve reconnected with cousins who were once a part of every trip to my mother’s mother’s hometown in northern New Jersey. Their father and my mother were first cousins but even though I’ve lived in the South for more than 30 years, I don’t know if that means we’re first cousins…
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Broccoli-cauliflower salad
When my mother passed along a recipe, she usually typed it on a 3×5-inch card. I’m always amazed by the effort she put into sharing food ideas (but rarely thoughts or feelings). This particular recipe came from Merron S., the daughter of Mother’s good friend Frieda B. who ran the (now closed) Lewisburg Inn and its lovely…
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Giving thanks that we made it through Thanksgiving with grace
IMPORTANT! Left out when posted that KillaGrilla put one inch of water in the foil pan before he started. Otherwise, flames, mayhem! Another Thanksgiving is under our loosened belts. All went surprisingly smoothly, given the possibilities for disasters both personal and culinary. I woke up this morning thinking about my two favorite parts of the…