If life gives you lemons, I say pucker up sister. Skip the lemonade, and just figure out how to live with a little tartness. In my case, life gave me grapefruits and oranges from a friend’s neighbor’s tree. Yes, life in sunny (HA!) So Cal often bestows citrus-y delights. Another reason to love California.
I miss you all and yes, my blogging has been on the back burner friends. For those of you who know me and miss me and have been sending me messages, thank you so much. It’s very nice to know that I have been missed. Life has been more than a jumble this last summer, and I just can’t get myself to write new posts as of yet or even peruse other blogs. Please don’t take my lack of commenting on your blogs personally.
Someday soon, hopefully, Geni will get her groove back (yes, sometimes I refer to myself in the third person, but it’s just one of the oddities that makes me, me). But until then…I believe in sending you re-posts and reminders of deliciousness gone by. Because many of you have not been here for some of these taste bud teasing and pleasing posts. Until later my friends!
I apologize for the re-runs, and I do have some delectable Chocolate Malt Cupcakes sitting in my fridge waiting patiently for their photo shoot, but sometimes life just comes first. So enjoy this one until they get their time in the spotlight. Take care!
Lemonade is refreshing, yes, but lemon cake is memorable…especially this one. This lemon cake is NOT the syrup-y sweet kind that tastes like a lemon lollipop. This one is tart, blooming with hints of rosemary and the lightest, almost translucent, flavor of olive oil. The texture is exquisite. It’s full and solid, yet also soft and moist.
I’m in a lemon phase. Maybe it’s because it had been so cold last month, and I am now basking in the warm weather here in sunny So. Cal, or maybe it’s because of the book I have just finished reading, The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake.
I must start with this heavenly bread first. Because it is the bread of all breads, would be the crowning glory to any Easter Brunch table and is soft and tender and filled with a pillowy tart lemon curd and a tangy cream cheese spread. One bite is complete perfection and makes your eyes roll back and your heart skip a beat. Scouts honor.
It seems I just can’t get into the swing of things as Fall baking and cooking should be starting to be ushered in. I love Fall…more than any other season and the food that comes with it. But when it’s been in the 100 degree temps on and off for the last four weeks, I simply can’t accept that Fall is near.
So here are some good ol’ apple-y Fall favorites for you to peruse while I try to muster up some motivation to make something other than salad.
My Cinnamon Apple Waffles are a fabulous way to start the day. They are crispy, lightly spiced, a little sweet and just the right thing to get you in the Fall spirit even if I am not.
I have to warn you…this is going to be a strange post. Let’s start with the important part so when I lose you, and I will lose you, you will have already gotten what you came for—this earth shattering, stop-the-world-from-spinning orange curd tart with a layer of bittersweet chocolate tucked underneath and a light and flaky crust to drive it home. Yeah, it is summer perfection; tart and cool when served with a little crunch of that chocolaty goodness.
Comfort food. Isn’t that what we all need right now? There are no words that can possibly express my sorrow for those who are suffering the loss of the shootings in Colorado. It’s heart wrenching, gut wrenching and mind boggling. There’s no sense to make of it and makes us question so much. And it makes this helicopter mom want to hover and dictate her childrens’ lives that much more even though I know logically that does not work.
So instead, I usually bake or eat, or both. What is comfort food for you? Is it something elaborate your grandmother used to cook that would stew for hours while you sat in her kitchen, or is it something as easy as a grilled cheese sandwich with the peel and stick Kraft slices you made in your dorm room with an iron and a flat surface? I guess comfort food depends on your culture, how you were raised and what truly soothes your soul. Continue reading →
Summer is absolutely at its best when everything is a little upside-down. Kids, if they are lucky, are lazily staggering up at 10:00am instead of rushing off to school, moms have a few weights removed from their shoulders and stacked carefully to the side for a later date, and sometimes, dessert is served at the beginning of the day and renamed Apricot Coffee Cake, just because.
I am a fairly casual person and am most comfortable in jeans, eating homemade macaroni and cheese, baking good ol’ chocolate chip cookies and not having someone scrape crumbs of the crisp white table cloth while “I dine”. Don’t get into my chocolate preferences though because my whole theory on my own unpretentiousness just may sail right on out the window.
I know this must come as a great shock to you, but pear fritters are not the answer to your diet dilemma. They are made with whole milk, deep fried and then rolled in sugar. Does that not scream diet food? In all seriousness though, these fritters are some heavenly cross between funnel cake from the fair (c’mon you know you love it), and a deliciously airy homemade doughnut. These particular fried delights are elevated a touch as they are full of gingered pears and have a touch of lemon zest.