I'm a southern gal with a passion for cooking and baking from scratch, the old fashioned way!
This recipe hadn’t been made by anyone in my family in about twenty years – until last week. I made a loaf for hubby and me so that we could have a summery breakfast bread to take on the go in the mornings – and just one bite of this incredibly unique bread took me back to when I was a little girl. So moist and flavorful with a hint of spice, and the bursts of juicy-sweet berries . . .
O, mon dieu, chers lecteurs. This is a fab find!
I’m at home alone (with the dogs) tonight – hubby’s away at a leadership conference. I decided to make dinner easy – boiled gnocchi with Newman’s Own tomato sauce . . . garlic toast on the side.
What do you crave after eating Italian? My mom and I always have a taste for chocolate! But here I am, all alone. It would be wasteful (right?) to make brownies, to go out and get a pint of ice cream, to open a new box of Oreos . . . What’s a girl to do in this kind of emergency???
Enter . . . Emergency Chocolate Cake.
Another one of my first cookbooks when I was growing up was the the Anne of Green Gables Cookbook. I’m not afraid to admit it – I love those books AND the movies! I have to watch every time Anne comes on public television. This Old Fashioned Homemade Lemonade was a summer favorite year after year.
When I was a little girl, I used to love to mix up “potions” – usually the remnants of nearly empty shampoo and lotion bottles, mixed with a few squirts of hand soap and perhaps some bubble bath. I’d put my potion in a bottle and mix it up, and then attempt to sell it to my Mom, her friends, whoever was around. Yep, I was the little entrepreneur.
Well, Mom should have known back then that her little potion-mixer (apothecary, perhaps?) would be a bartender one day. During my brief career as a mixologist, my absolute favorite drinks to make were the ones that had many ingredients: Bloody Marys, Long Island Ice Teas, etc. Even better than that? A drink that requires a muddler. I love to muddle. What can I say? Dirty martinis, mint juleps, mojitos . . . Muddling just plain rocks.
I’m not gonna lie to you, dear readers. This sauce was a heck of a lot of work! In the end, was it really truly worth it?! Oh, heck yeah!!!