Topping for what, you ask? Maybe topping for about 4 cups of chili or well-seasoned cooked beans. 2 cups cornmeal 2 teaspoons baking soda 1 teaspoon salt 1 quart cultured buttermilk or 16 ounces plain yogurt mixed with 16 ounces water 2 eggs, slightly beaten ¼ cup margarine, melted 4 cups chili or seasoned beans,… Continue reading Corn Pone Topping (“Laurel’s Kitchen”)
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Turkey-Cheddar Bake (Perdue)
This produces what is possibly the most cheerful-looking meatloaf ever. The turkey meat itself does not have much of a color, leaving this loaf to be the color of cheddar cheese and sweet red pepper. In the 1990s, Perdue began selling ground turkey in the supermarket. It was sort of a new thing then, so,… Continue reading Turkey-Cheddar Bake (Perdue)
Joe Carson’s Ginger Cookies (Midwest Living, December, 1990)
A friend from Indiana sent us this recipe. Clipping it from the magazine “Midwest Living”, it came with an article attached. I dimly remember the story of these cookies – after all, it was almost 25 years ago when I received it! Joe Carson ran a bake shop out West, and when the holidays approached,… Continue reading Joe Carson’s Ginger Cookies (Midwest Living, December, 1990)
Fudge Crackle Kiss Cookies (Woman’s Day magazine, 10/15/1991)
The first year we gave tins of cookies for Christmas, this is one of the cookies we put in. The second year, we mixed it up, and made other kinds of cookies, which our gift recipients liked a lot, but nevertheless sadly inquired after these cookies, saying, “Oh, you didn’t make the ones with the… Continue reading Fudge Crackle Kiss Cookies (Woman’s Day magazine, 10/15/1991)
Mom’s Old-Fashioned Sugar Cookies
Before I tasted these, I didn’t much care for sugar cookies. This is the archetypal Christmas cookie in our household. My spouse is the third generation of family bakers using this particular recipe. It simply is not Christmas time without it. 8 ½ cups flour 1 ½ cups shortening (melted) 3 cups sugar 3 eggs… Continue reading Mom’s Old-Fashioned Sugar Cookies
Ignorance Is Bliss, or Linguine in Egg Sauce
Even now, with no plate of this stuff in front of me, I can almost taste it. By that I mean is that there is an empty space which only the taste of this dish fits into. It takes me back to when I was a small child, when my mother would make this after… Continue reading Ignorance Is Bliss, or Linguine in Egg Sauce
