How has everyone been? Me, I’ve been tired. It’s the kind of tiredness that seems to flow from the soul outward to the eyes. My eyes sear in the way that a person who hasn’t slept for a week would experience. I would like nothing more than to close my eyes for a good 24 hours. Unfortunately, I have responsibilities to attend to. The good news is, things have been getting better for me. I’ve begun to learn how to look at the difficult things I have been encountering lately through different perspectives. The bad news is, I’ve been thinking an awful lot; and all the thinking has been giving…
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{Dearly Dreaming Dorie} The BEST Corn Muffins. Ever.
I think I have established by now how much I absolutely adore things made with cornmeal. Most of these goodies look really simple: cornbread, corn muffins, scones… Just by looking at those words one would never assume there was anything special about them, but people who have had the pleasure of eating them know that indeed cornmeal adds something special to what would have been a common dish. This is one of the reasons why I love it so much. It makes the food look so no-frills, and yet taste so so good. It is such a classic example of how not to judge a book by its cover, or…
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A cake that reminds me of The Hulk. Well, sort of.
I have a confession to make: I can’t seem to control my urges for a piece of this cake. Once I get started during breakfast, I keep slicing and savoring each bite ever so slowly, then I just keep wanting some more. I don’t think any other cake I’ve made has had this sort of effect on me. And did I mention it’s perfect with coffee? I found this recipe way back as I was browsing Joy The Baker’s website and was immediately curious. There are quite a few pound cake recipes I’ve come across that I would like to try, but none that have piqued my interest as much…
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Goodbye Cornmeal, Hello Maple Cornbread
Around the picnic table, the light country breeze bringing about whiffs of fragrant coffee caught between laughter and light-hearted conversations. The tall stalks in the field sway, unrestrained, as though in a dance. The cornbread is warm in my hands as I sit patiently waiting for the orange hues in the sky to reach its full form. Soon enough, the sun comes up behind the horse stables, welcoming another bright day. As I look around at my family, shadows on their faces disappearing with the rising of the sun, there is an overwhelming feeling of thankfulness for that very moment, every one that follows, and every one that has passed……
