With pits. You need powdered sugar to make this a bit more presentable. It was 98 degrees in the kitchen and the clafoutis was cold, so I had to keep mounding on the sugar to get the top photo. Pudding or cake. I guess if we have to choose it’s more towards pudding – and […]
Cheesecake with Raspberry Sauce
30 years to this day. It was a Friday the 13th. I knew Lewis was going to propose to me the next day, Valentine’s Day. We were going upstate to look at property in Sullivan County and I had planned and prepped an elaborate picnic lunch of Fried Chicken, French Potato Salad and Cheesecake with […]
Portuguese Olive Oil Cake with Kumquat Chutney
This wonderful olive oil cake is a classic recipe from Portugal. The aroma of oranges and the sea, entwined. Not that there’s shellfish in this cake or anything – I was just trying to wax poetic. Never made it to Portugal or Spain during my European grand tour in 1973. Almost. Pamplona and the running […]
Black Walnut Cake
We’re on the wild side again, getting squirrely. I don’t know what it is about the cool weather of Autumn, but it makes me want to scurry along the roadsides and woods to gather like a squirrel. Now I can understand their annoying habit of darting back and forth in front of cars this […]
Blueberry Lemon Buttermilk Muffins
Kendra, Tegan, and I used to make these every week for a couple of years, first for our farm market in our little stone barn and later for some friends who had a farm stand down the road. Fresh or frozen blueberries work equally well in this recipe. No need for defrosting. Plan to freeze […]
Pear, Almond, Ginger Syrup Caramel Cake
A simple cake I made to utilize the ginger sugar syrup leftover from the crystallized ginger post. Last month the pears were dropping in dozens daily from the tree in the front yard. The rush was on. Between the dozen or so deer that come through here nightly and me, the challenge was on to […]
Grandma’s Apple Cake
This is the only thing I ever ate of my Austrian grandmother’s cooking. Every other Sunday we spent the afternoon at Grandma’s house. At 3 in the afternoon the dining room table, permanently covered with a padded plastic tablecloth, would be set with coffee and Grandma’s apple cake. Then would commence the perpetual discussion of […]