The dough that wouldn’t die

I had to try to salvage the dough from the awful recipe my grandmother (correctly) said was “no damn good”. What if it only needed a little tweaking? What a waste to toss out all that good sugar!

The consensus seemed to indicate a little more moisture was in order. So I measured out some shortening, cracked an egg and dumped them in my trusty Kitchenaid mixer.

goop in the mixing bowl

This ought to goop it up a bit…

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She said these cookies were “no damn good”

My grandmother disliked this recipe so much she took a fountain pen and made sure she’d never make the same mistake twice.

these cookies are no damn good

I’ve always been amused by this one-and-only note in a cookbook I inherited from her. Is it really all THAT bad? I mean, this is a published cookbook and all…

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I’ll have the poached eggs and toast, please!

Last week I stopped at the Salvation Army thrift on the way home from work and found a really old graniteware pan for poaching eggs. Older than me, even. How could I resist? (That was a rhetorical question. No advice needed, thank you very much!)

graniteware poached egg pan

Poor pan is showing it’s age. I probably fell for it because it has a bright red edge.

I’m embarrassed to admit it, but I wasn’t sure exactly how to use it. Of course, there’s no excuse for cluelessness when you can find bajillions of explanations on the interwebs in a tenth of a nanosecond. It’s about as hard as boiling water. Game on!

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Whoop! It’s our (belated) blog birthday!

Our one year blog birthday just sort of sneaked by us last week while we were at The Vintage Bazaar. Late or not, we must have a cake! And a candle! And jadeite! And a “new” tablecloth!

jadeite cake stand and cake vintage tablecloth

It’s a tiny birthday, so we’ve got a tiny cake with one bitty candle. And yes, that IS a drip of jadeite paint on my kitchen wall. You would never have seen it if I hadn’t pointed it out. Darn!

We’re not getting fancy. This cake is posing on my kitchen table. I bought the tablecloth at The Vintage Bazaar from Nancy The Linens Lady. (Basically, I want to buy her entire booth.)

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Peaches & blues & flamingo Pyrex too


This week could be summer’s last blast for native peaches here.

Isn’t that sad?

Yesterday I got a huge bag of ripe peaches from the farmstand down the road. We couldn’t eat them all right away, so I picked out the softest ones to make a peach-blueberry cobbler with vanilla-cream biscuits. Peach cobbler is just fine by itself, but adding blueberries kicks it up into something sublime.

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