That afternoon the finished black cashmere was carefully pressed, and then Ma made a big, white cake. Laura helped her by beating the egg whites on a platter with a fork, until Ma said they were stiff enough.
“My arm is stiffer,” Laura ruefully laughed, rubbing her aching right arm.
“This cake must be just right,” Ma insisted. – These Happy Golden Years, 1943
*That afternoon, Jess began separating 10 eggs as she attempted to make a traditional white cake from the pioneer years. Rachel helped her by watching.
“It says you have to beat the egg whites by hand to make it authentic,” Rachel said. Jess beat the eggs [...]
I don’t know how cold it is where you live, but here it is so cold—how cold is it?—it is SO COLD, it’s not safe to leave the house. But I did, for all of 30 seconds, to quickly snap this picture, which I hoped would evoke lying in the warm sun by a swimming pool, somewhere in the Carribean. Hey, a girl can dream.
The Pineapple-Coconut-Quinoa Chickpea Muffins were the result of divine inspiration and also dumb luck. As they cook they get nicely crisp on the edges, while remaining moist and chewy and nutty and sweet in the middle. They don’t have much of [...]
For me, one of the best remedies for writer’s block or artist’s block is cooking. Particularly if I’m cooking something I know how to cook already: it relaxes me, lets my mind wander. But I often want to try to cook up something new. And then of course there are days when I simply don’t know what to cook. One of the best remedies for cook’s block is opening the front door and going outside. (This is actually an all-purpose remedy, I've found.) My version of “heading for the hills” is the river and the woods, but sitting on the porch for five minutes will do. Sometimes I order delivery [...]
I thought summer was ending when I took this picture out my window on September 1st. But of course, it suddenly got hot and lazy again, and this weekend my daughter was back to wading in the cold creek, pitching rocks, and cracking up as the water soaked us both. Afterwards, when we were both impossibly muddy, I just wanted to come inside, turn on the ceiling fans, slouch into my chair, and gobble up something cool and delicious. Lately she’s been hooked on cream cheese and jam on toast, with lettuce, chickpeas and yogurt on the side. But maybe because it’s September—a new year!—I felt ready for [...]