Applesauce is delicious. This is better. My sister is the creator of this. Years ago, she made this for The Progeny. They loved it. They still do. I used to make huge amounts of this and can it in quart jars. The Eldest One used to eat it by the quart, quite literally. Continue reading
‘Tis the time of year for pies and tarts. Autumn…mmmmm! Such good, rich flavors and pears and apples are always a big part of that. Apple pie is a favorite of the men in The Goddess’s life, but she’s sort of partial to a combination of pears and apples. Continue reading
Apple pie, with all the warm spices, is a slice of heaven for dessert or breakfast. And why not for breakfast? You have apple Danish, don’t you? Think about a nice slice of apple pie for breakfast…it makes Monday worth getting out of bed for! Continue reading
Corncakes are a thing of beauty and surpisingly complex. You get the fluffiness of the cake part, juxtaposed with the crunchiness of the corn and cornmeal; texture is king in these. You can add chopped clams, among other savory things, or simply add sautéed apples or applesauce and maple syrup for breakfast. I love flexible dishes and this is a great one. Continue reading
These little bites of apple-pieness are warm, comforting, slightly gooey and entirely too easy not to make often. Apples, bits of crispy, cinnamon-y dough, with just the right amount of gooey-ness..seriously, what’s not to lust after? They have been in my life for decades, are a memory from my childhood and have become a tasty tradition for our sons. Bake away!
We’ve already discussed citrus and how you can use the various types to add flavor. I’ve decided that it might be a good idea, every now and again, to focus on specific herbs, spices, blends and flavors that compliment each other, and how to use them. To that end, we’re going to talk about sage, rosemary and thyme.
I love, love, love cinnamon…okay, it’s out there. I’ve admitted my addiction to it. I love the flavor and the aroma conjures up all sorts of wonderful childhood memories from both my own childhood and the memories I have of when our sons were small. Continue reading