On Friday, I played a round of golf with my dad (I get out maybe once a year) and we were discussing summer desserts. I, personally, am of the belief that any real dessert has to include chocolate, and the denser that chocolate, the better. However, my dad, also a sweets connoisseur, was arguing for the merits of a light, sweet, lemon meringue pie. I have always shied away from meringue, because some part of me was convinced it was far too hard to make (it’s not), and have never actually truly made a pie from scratch, crust and all. …
This weekend, I had the pleasure of hosting the lovely Molly Hayes for plenty of beach time and country music. And since we went to college together, we decided to recreate a treat from a favorite bakery in New Haven: Claire’s. Thanks to Marj, I have the Claire’s cookbook, and the cookbook has my absolute favorite cake from the store: Lithuanian Coffee Cake.
Full disclosure: I made these on the 3rd of July, not the 3rd of August. But as I mentioned earlier, when you don’t have a staff room to drop the treats off in on Monday morning, you have to save some recipes for later if you want to save yourself from death by diabetic coma.
This weekend, I didn’t have to bake at all. I had three lovely sous chefs to do all the work. I just diced some strawberries and they did the rest. Here they are, hard at work:
Last week, I was mean. I only gave you half of the recipe to the treat I was making. However, this week, I plan to make that up to you. So, if you have not yet finished all of the chocolate ice cream (which I realize is unlikely, I barely had enough to use one day later, let alone a week), you can combine it with today’s cookie recipe to make some pretty unbelievable ice cream sandwiches.
As I think I mentioned last week, Hurricane Arthur managed to cancel all of the 4th of July events last weekend. That meant that yesterday, the 12th of July, became the night for fireworks and festivities at the waterfront. The condo I’m in for the summer happens to have a perfect panoramic view of the fireworks show, making it the natural location for friends to come and watch. Which, of course, meant I needed to bake.
As I write this post, I am sitting on the patio of our condo, surrounded by beautiful views of Plymouth Bay. I’m watching a sailboat as it comes out from behind the jetty. I don’t think my parents are going to be able to get rid of me at the end of this summer.
At 12:36pm tomorrow, I will have completed my first year as a high school biology teacher. This is crazy to me. I started this blog the night before my first day of school in September, because what first year teacher doesn’t want to add additional commitments to an already overwhelming amount of work? Every week, no matter how much lesson planning I felt I needed to do, I found time to bake something and write about it.
Yesterday I had the most perfect first day of summer you can dream up. I started the day with a nice long run, did some chores around my apartment, and then biked to a farmer’s market where I met a friend (Hi, Ashley!) to shop for some local produce and eat food truck tacos. After that, we wandered around my town’s stores before heading over to our school to watch one of her students compete in a skateboarding competition. When I got home, I roasted up my vegetables for a delicious dinner. All in all, exactly what I wanted to …