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In loving memory and celebration
Had she known that the time was coming, the call no one can refuse, she might have reconsidered the cherry cobbler. She preferred a crisp because of the crunch and might have made a favorite recipe – apple crisp from The Silver Palate Good Times Cookbook. She ran short of flour and sat down to…
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Sugar shake
We went to farm in countryside this morning to pick up bread order. Owner was in pizza kitchen dishing out chicken rice soup pints and quarts. We were behind young couple. The young woman was beautiful and a forest ranger in Wyoming. The young man was extremely impressed with himself and his lineage. How do…
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Top secret? Never!
“Is the recipe top secret?” asked a Facebook friend when I posted a photo of Mary Emmerling’s Chocolate Chip Melt Pie from her American Country Cooking (1987, Clarkson N. Potter). Pish-tush, secret in my kitchen?! Never have I ever. We want good cooking to spread like a pandemic. Without sharing in the kitchen — person…
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Snooty is snooty is snooty
My mistake. I thought the purpose of a fine dining group in our Newcomers’ Club might be to enjoy a meal with and get to know some new people. Who knew it meant “Refined Pissing Contest”? “Our diners are expecting FINE dining, not casual fare. We aspire to elevate the quality of our food and…
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Cornbread for quarantine
The little blue and white boxes full of sawdust are fine for “normal” times, but hard times demand the taste of browned butter ricocheting around your mouth like the silver shot in an old pinball machine.
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Baking our way through the apocalypse — Amish cinnamon bread
I know I’m not alone in this. The second day of our being in the house I started. Baking, that is. With and without yeast. Sweet and savory. My movie-star glamorous cousin Amy says the “Quaranfifteen” will prove as universal as the “Freshman Fifteen.” This sweet bread recipe was posted by Kitchen Goddess Eleanor. When…
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There’s always a death at Christmas
Of course, death is always with us in vast quantities that we can only imagine when we can’t sleep at night. But the ones that have gobsmacked me at holiday time started with a Shakespeare seminar classmate in college. I didn’t know him well, but when he disappeared over Christmas break in a small plane…
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Emo eating, addiction and wellness
I broke my foot in June and quickly gained 14 pounds — faster, you might say, than a heifer on a feed lot. That was five months ago. Since September I’ve carved off nine of those pounds — as slowly as sculpting marble with a butter knife. Aaargh, that’s all I can say. (Of course,…
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Girls just want to have fun, #101daysagymrat
So on Day 101 at the Y I was 15 pounds lighter than 101 days previously, I co-taught a Silver Sneakers class and then went to a 60-minute kettle bell demonstration. All in my purple tutu with LED lights (3 speeds). Lessons learned: A tutu on big hips sticks straight out like a ruffle on…
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