I’ve been gone for a time, nearly a year. Why? I’ll explain that later. Here I want to celebrate home cooking. For the past week I have been engaged in a bit of a home cooking joyride! It has been difficult for the past few months to do a great deal of home cooking, more of a burden than a joy, but this past week I did a good deal of meal prep with an eye toward simple pleasures. Here we go!
Wednesday of last week I made breakfast brownies. That’s not some special recipe that turns a frittata into a meal. It’s just plain old brownies made in the morning and eaten as breakfast with a cup of coffee. Here’s how it looked!
The next day our yard man Dale came over and gave mother a sack of sour pie cherries. After making a trip to Ace Hardware, we were ready to do something special with our new handheld cherry pitter. I went through various church cookbooks and came up with an easy cobbler recipe. I don’t understand why cobbler recipes have disappeared from the cooking landscape. Here’s the incredibly easy, incredibly tasty cherry cobbler.
I decided I wanted to keep things cool in the house the next day, so I took some grilled chicken we had left from an earlier meal and made chicken salad sandwiches along with a nice mango salsa. I have always loved sandwiches, and this one is made with sourdough bread and butter lettuce.
My final entry in this week’s cooking journey is Memorial Day Strawberry Waffles. I like to make fruit into sauce, especially strawberries because they can turn really quickly. I am also a fan of waffles because they feel dressy but are remarkably easy to make, from scratch. They can also serve as a base for a later dessert. As a matter of fact, brownies can do that as well. Thoughts for the week to come. I always serve bacon with waffles. I always serve maple syrup as well, though I didn’t need it this morning.
When I finish cleaning today, I’ll be ready to finish editing a novel one of my favorite people has written. I can’t say when I’ll blog again, but I’m certain I’ll be back in less than a year.