Tag: baking
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Finding Comfort in a Familiar Family Recipe
My mom suggests we make poop cookies, a family name for chocolate oatmeal no-bakes. I agree, give her a slight smile and a “Yeah” (the best I have to offer right now). It’s a hard week (a hard month) (a hard year). She’s inside my kitchen pantry taking inventory of what’s in stock in our…
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You Should Know, I Baked Bread
Dear Friend, I know I joked that I wouldn’t do it, wouldn’t join the herds baking bread. But, can you blame me? It was Easter Sunday, after all, and I needed to see something rise.
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Baking Bread (Or Not)
My husband comes home from the grocery store and tells me that everyone’s baking bread these days, why is everyone baking bread? All his friends are swapping pictures of baking bread and these friends are males in their early 30s and they are all home, quarantined, baking bread. I tell him that yes, I’ve seen…
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Will You Forgive Me?
October is when I came back to life. I know it from the pumpkin bread recipe hanging on my fridge by a magnet with notes scribbled about ingredients to swap. Try a quarter-cup of banana instead of an egg, pumpkin puree for a fall flavor. I wrote in the margins on a narrow notepad with…
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Sorry I Ate All the Cookies
She skipped town for the weekend and left a Tupperware container on the counter filled with chocolate chip cookies. She had stayed up late one night baking them, clanging baking sheet after clanging baking sheet I heard downstairs at an unusual hour, said it was really only a recipe from the back of the chocolate…
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Gimme that old-time religion
I desperately want to grow up to become the gray-haired great grandmother who bakes you a seven-layer chocolate cake with buttercream icing. Ignore the fact that I’ve never baked a cake that didn’t start with a little help from my friend Betty. And yet, I press on. She pressed her white pants the night…
Ashley Fenker 