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Cookie of the Month: Marveling at madeleines

By rahoward, on August 21st, 2020

My first bite of madeleine, a yummy little shell-shaped pound cake/cookie, did not release a flood of remembrances, as it did Marcel Proust in his writing about the bakery treat in “In Search of Lost Time” (1913):

“…my mother, seeing that I was cold, offered me some tea, a thing I did not . . . → Read More: Cookie of the Month: Marveling at madeleines

Cookie of the Month: Feeling the (red-hot) love via bars

By rahoward, on February 12th, 2020

It probably sounds strange that when it comes to Valentine’s Day, I think of sugar cookies, not chocolate. Maybe I have holiday goodie dissociative disorder, but my Feb. 14 tastes run directly back to childhood, where, along with white embossed cherry suckers and chalky conversation hearts, there are sugar cookies, too, that I . . . → Read More: Cookie of the Month: Feeling the (red-hot) love via bars

Baked Sunday Mornings: Marveling a Marble Bundt Cake

By rahoward, on October 7th, 2018

Marble cake offers the best of both worlds, well, at least the best of both flavors — vanilla and chocolate cake batters are swirled together to bring two favorite tastes in one.

I confess it’s been a long time since I’ve marbled anything — cake or otherwise. I do believe the last marble cake . . . → Read More: Baked Sunday Mornings: Marveling a Marble Bundt Cake

Baked Sunday Mornings: ‘Drowning’ in a coffee dessert

By rahoward, on September 23rd, 2018

I can’t remember which cooking maven (it was either Ina or Nigella) I first saw make affogato. But I never forgot this dessert — as simple as they come — where piping hot coffee or freshly brewed espresso is poured over a creamy mound of freezing cold ice cream. The version I saw used vanilla . . . → Read More: Baked Sunday Mornings: ‘Drowning’ in a coffee dessert

“People ask me: "Why do you write about food, and eating, and drinking? Why don't you write about the struggle for power and security, and about love, the way the others do?" . . . The easiest answer is to say that, like most other humans, I am hungry.”
--M.F.K. Fisher

"It was in a yellow limestone church in Stockdale, Kansas, a crossroads town, that I sat dreaming during summer Sunday sermons, not of heaven or hell, but of the good dinner to come."
--Clementine Paddleford

Cookie of the Month: Marveling at madeleines

Cookie of the Month: Feeling the (red-hot) love via bars

Baked Sunday Mornings: Marveling a Marble Bundt Cake

Baked Sunday Mornings: ‘Drowning’ in a coffee dessert

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Cookie of the Month: Marveling at madeleines

Cookie of the Month: Feeling the (red-hot) love via bars

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