Archive for May, 2010

Past Due

Monday, May 31st, 2010

I’m cleaning. No idea where to start was no longer an excuse, so I started where I’m generally most comfortable, in the kitchen. Nor is this a “lick and a promise” cleaning; things are getting picked up, put away and thrown out. Small openings are getting cleaned with cotton swabs. The latest Goodwill box is filling up apace. Once I get through the kitchen, I figure I’ll tackle the bathroom. After that I’ll figure out where to go next.

It’s a slow process, partly because I haven’t done it in far too long and partly because I have about twice as much stuff as I do space for it. But this time I want to see it through. At one point I thought we’d live here a couple of years, and then move someplace better. But life and the economy intervened, it didn’t happen, and I’m tired of the current state of my house.

She Thinks It’s A Good Thing

Sunday, May 30th, 2010

I am done experimenting with different types of hair color. This time it wasn’t even a different brand or shade, just a new formulation from the same brand I’ve been using for (murfle) years, allegedly in the same Light Auburn shade, that develops in 10 minutes instead of the usual 30. I liked that idea, so I figured I’d try it.

The first thing I found out was that a splash on a hard surface stained faster than I could grab an already prepared wet paper towel and mop it up. There is now a bright burgundy stripe on our toilet seat. That’s not a huge deal, as toilet seats are inexpensive and easily installed, but it was a salutary warning.

The next thing I found was that the stuff was more like paste in consistency than anything, which made it difficult to apply using a bottle with a small nozzle. I persevered, but it was frustrating.

The third thing was that it stained skin as readily as painted wood. That’s wearing off already, but my hairline is still, shall we say, a trifle garish.

And then there’s the color. Burgundy. Deep, clear, dark, iridescent wine. I can’t look at myself in the sun too easily, but I suspect I fluoresce. Not quite the thing for a middle-aged matron, y’know?

I have once again proven my coolness quotient to the adolescent contingent, though. At temple this morning for a bat mitzvah, one of the girls from the Hebrew School looked at me and said gleefully “You dyed your hair! You made it wine-colored! Hey!” to one of her buddies “Mrs. Deer made her hair PUNK!” and then back to me “You are SO COOL!”

I didn’t have the heart to tell her that it was a complete accident.

It’s Mine Now….

Saturday, May 29th, 2010

Most of the ideas for recipes I’ve come up with have had their origin in existing recipes. Sometimes I see a recipe and think it sounds wonderful, but that I could make it better. Other times I think of a combination of ingredients I think will work, then search my extensive cookbook collection (and now the web) to see if anyone else has thought of it and if so what they did with it.

If my modifications are minor, then I tend to consider it a variant on the original. But there comes a point when I say that it is a new recipe, one that is worthy of its own place and that I am entitled to claim. This apple honey cake falls into that category.

I started with the Fresh Apple Cake from the Fannie Farmer Baking Book, and some things remain unchanged. The finely chopped fresh apples, leavening, butter, eggs and walnuts remain the same, as does the amount of flour. The mixing technique is also the same. Then the variations began. Instead of all white flour, I used a combination of white and wheat. I doubled the vanilla and added almond extract. The original contains cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves and allspice. I left out the cinnamon or nutmeg, then added ginger, cardamom and mace. Raisins became a combination of Sultanas and dried cherries. White sugar became a combination of dark brown sugar and honey.

Butter, flour and sugar don’t define a cake, or there would only be one cake recipe. Since there’s no way you could even mostly follow the original recipe and come up with something such as the one I made, the Honey Apple cake is now mine. I’m planning to make it for Yom Kippur this year.

Honey Apple Cake

2 cups unpeeled fresh apple, cored and finely chopped. (One large Granny Smith apple did it for me.)
6 Tbsp unsalted butter (3/4 stick), softened
1/3 cup dark brown sugar, packed
2/3 cup light honey
2 eggs
2 tsp vanilla extract (or 1 tsp vanilla powder)
1 cup unbleached all purpose flour (I don’t like bleached flour; it has a chemical aftertaste to me.)
1/2 cup whole wheat flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp salt
2 tsp ground ginger
1/2 tsp allspice
1/4 tsp clove
1/2 tsp cardamom
1/8 tsp mace
1 tsp ground lemon peel
1/2 cup Sultana raisins
1/2 cup dried cherries
1/2 cup chopped walnuts

Preheat oven to 350o F. Grease and flour (or spray with non-stick spray and flour) an 8 inch square baking pan. Set aside.

Chop apple and set aside. It doesn’t matter in the least if it turns brown.

In a large mixing bowl, beat the butter until it’s light, smooth and creamy. Gradually add the sugar and blend in, then add the honey and beat until creamy and well blended. Add the eggs and vanilla and beat well. Combine the flour, baking powder, soda, salt, spices and peel in a bowl and blend together. Add them to the butter mixture. Beat until smooth; the mixture will be very stiff. Add the apple, Sultanas, cherries and walnuts and beat well.

Spread evenly in the prepared pan. Bake for 30-35 minutes, or until it passes the toothpick test. Remove from oven and cool on a rack. This is incredibly good by itself, but if you are into lily-gilding, add a drift of whipped cream, some vanilla ice cream, or a little creme anglais (aka vanilla boiled custard).