While I have shared many recipes on this blog and cook even more often at home, I have a cooking confession to make. Making my own pie crust scares me to death. If you’ve seen my recipes for Caramel Apple Pie or Strawberry Tart, you might have noticed that I used premade pie crust. I’ve used premade crust for the last 20+ years because I’m afraid to make crust. I was around 18 years old the last time I attempted to make a pie crust. I failed. It was awful. Every attempt to roll out the crust resulted in a mess.
Ahhh…Fall! Finally, after a last-ditch effort from summer to make us all miserable in the heat and humidity, fall has arrived. The temperatures have dropped, bringing cool brisk mornings and pleasant afternoons. How I love autumn! I love autumn the most of all the seasons for many reasons: leaves changing colors, great holidays, my birthday, and the cooler, more comfortable temps. Another reason to love this fabulous season is all the wonderful fall produce being harvested. Pumpkins are everywhere! Heck, even Oreo’s has a pumpkin spice flavor. But, I have a secret. I don’t look forward that much to the
Mid-summer. A time of miserable heat and humidity, well, typically, and vegetables ripe enough to pick from the garden. While our temperatures have been mild, our garden has grown plenty of tomatoes and zucchini ready to pick. The challenge has been how to use all this extra produce. Earlier this week, I made a fresh tomato sauce and turned a zucchini into pasta and on another night I made my cheesy zucchini rice. Despite that, I still have lots of zucchini (and tomatoes) left! I plan on baking several loaves of zucchini bread over the next few days with the remaining
One of my all-time favorite foods is the blackberry! The flavor is sweet and wonderful. The plump, dark purple berries hold an allure other berries lack, save the strawberry. The thought of blackberries brings me back to summers visiting my grandparents’ farm and helping to pick the berries. The best part of picking them was sampling about a third of what I actually collected. Then, my Grandma Davis would make her blackberry cobbler. A sweet treat indeed! I love these berries enough that I planted a blackberry bush in my yard about 3 or 4 years ago. This past summer
Growing up, my mom would bake spice cake for us on occasion. We all loved and adored eating that cake. It was her mom’s recipe. While my grandma was not known for her cooking, she was hailed and celebrated for her baking. My Grandma Davis‘s spice cake deserved every ounce of praise it ever received. Moist, sweet, and delightful! It was always a wonderful treat I looked forward to eating. One year, when I was a teenager, my mom suggested we make spice cake for my dad’s birthday. Apparently, spice cake was his favorite. I was thrilled! I went to