Month: May 2010

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Down Home

by Wendi9 Comments on Down Home

Down Home

“There is no such thing as too down home.  At least not for me.  My love of food does not discriminate.  Except for glands.  And feet.”

Why would I ever say such a thing?  Because my friend Jill, who knows that I secretly covet the Southern life despite being completely at home in the quirks and charms of Bawlmer, sent me a genuine Southern Church Cookbook.  My only dilemma?  Where to start. Here’s a snippet of the rest of the conversation in which I typed those colorful words quoted above: Continue reading “Down Home” →

Dessert, Sweets

Apple Almond Coffee Cake

by Wendi4 Comments on Apple Almond Coffee Cake

Apple Almond Coffee Cake
Do you ever step back from something only to find patterns or themes emerge that you hadn’t expected?  Like not seeing the forest for the trees, sometimes the patterns in my cooking don’t become obvious to me until I’m at the computer to give them virtual life here at BAH.  And then I’m all, oh, what a coinkydink.  Of course, the Universe being what it is, it’s not a coinkydink at all.  It’s the Universe giving me an opportunity to compare and contrast.  And Universe, may I gently remind you that those compare and contrast essays were my least favorite writing assignments in school?  I’m just saying, maybe you could throw a little something different my way?  For now, we’re going to work with what we’ve got and talk about Inspired Taste’s Apple Almond Coffee Cake. Continue reading “Apple Almond Coffee Cake” →

Fish, Main Course, South Beach Diet

TMI

by Wendi17 Comments on TMI

Salmon with Roasted Cherry Tomatoes

I’m a bad typist.  I remember taking typing in high school thinking that the class was a complete waste of my time.  Why did Cecil County Public Schools think that I needed to know how to type?  This was all back when computers as we know them today were insanely expensive. They weren’t in people’s homes and they certainly weren’t in schools.  But the Board of Education said I had to take typing.  So I did.  I spent hours in Mr. Cleek’s classroom with typing drills – The quick brown fox jump over the lazy dog…or some such nonsense.  Actually, I probably paid more attention to the boys in the class than to my IBM Selectric.  So is it any wonder that I’m a typo queen? Continue reading “TMI” →