Old-school cakes: 5 Flavor Cake

I had the pleasure of sharing some of Aunt Regina’s recipes with Ashley West when I spent the afternoon with her recently. She cans preserves and pickles and sells them at the Denton Community Market on the Farmhouse 43 label. We featured her in a recent story to advance the fair. Ashley ended up winning six ribbons for her creations, including two blue ribbons. (I bought a jar of that blue-ribbon blueberry mojito jam last weekend. Yum.)

It was nice to spend a little time with someone who appreciates what can be found in old recipes.

Like any good cook, Aunt Regina collected a lot of cake recipes. I’ve shared a few here and here. I’ve noticed that her collection favors pound cakes. I like them, too. They are easy to make and they keep well. No fancy decorating required either. Top with fruit or whipped cream.

This one calls for a glaze. I don’t know the history of this recipe, but I checked what some Internet Peoples had to say about it. I’ve seen references to its publication in a Southern Living magazine in the 1980s. J.R. Watkins has a variation on its web site.

Given how many extracts the recipe calls for, it seems a recipe like this would have been developed in their test kitchen.

But, if it was good enough for Aunt Regina to write it down and keep it in the accordion file, then it’s a keeper.

5FlavorCake1

5FlavorCake2

Growing while shrinking

I’m glad we decided to etch the kids’ heights in the side of an old bookshelf from Pier I instead of on the pantry wall or some other doorway in the house.

Bookshelf etchings

Bookshelf etchings

When we built our little house on the Texas prairie nearly 20 years ago, this was supposed to be the last home we’d ever own. We cleared the land and planted 10 acres of pecans. We planted fruit trees and asparagus and berry beds. We started capturing the rainwater and saving it for irrigation on dry August days.

We planned the farm as a backup plan for Sam in adulthood. We were inspired in part by a kibbutz-like farm in Ohio that was a group home for adults with autism. If Sam had nothing else, he’d have the farm. We gave a lot of thought to how we would manage it as we aged, too.

When Mark died, I didn’t see the need to change the plans. The kids were still like fledglings then. Sam didn’t even have his driver’s license. Soon enough, I saw that all the plans Mark and I made only got us to the launching pad. The kids dreams are their own dreams.

In the end, they don’t care if the house they grew up in is the house I stay in. So, I’m not going to.

I’m not quite sure what comes next, but it starts with packing, and donating, and finding better homes for things, and throwing things away.

That wobbly old pine wood bookcase from Pier 1 has really yellowed, but I’m going to keep it. It’ll have a place of honor in my next kitchen, holding all the cookbooks, wherever that may be.

Home Sweet Home August, 2014

Home Sweet Home
August, 2014

Saying farewell to that summer abroad …

… and shameless parental bragging. She may have more video to share, but if you want to see it, go over to Wandering Seoul on YouTube and subscribe.
 

Siri, Hannah and Paige

Siri, Hannah and Paige

Paige graduates from the school of world experiences. Here’s part two of her video blog from Busan.

The North Texas State Fair is coming

Maybe we’ll see pickles like Aunt Regina used to make. Here are some more pickling recipes for the bounty from your garden.

For the first time in many years, I’m growing dill and okra for okra pickles. They were one of Mark’s favorite. It’s taken a while for the heart to heal enough to make them again.

Don’t let anyone tell you that cooking and food and love don’t go together. They totally do.

Although I am also growing elephant garlic, I discovered one year that it doesn’t pickle with okra. Well, it does, but only if you don’t mind eating blue-colored garlic.

Pickled Green Beans

Dill Okra (page 1)Dill Okra page 2