Always with the cake, right? You’re thinking, “Geez, Sara, do you only bake cakes?? Can’t/won’t you do anything else??” Of course I will. But right now, I want to bake cakes. Lots of them. All the time. I want to have a bake sale every day at my house. Maybe even a cake walk, sort of like musical chairs. Yes! That is what I want.
Okay, so the cake you see above is one of two that I made in the same week. No joke. It is a brown sugar bundt cake with diced pears (and apples, if you want). Oh boy. It was gooood.
“Most of the time…I can handle whatever I stumble upon.”
This song by Bob Dylan came on my iTunes this morning as I was drinking my coffee, alone, in my living room. I know it’s about a breakup, but that one line really hit home with me. Usually, I can handle whatever comes my way; I can juggle several tasks with ease. But lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m juggling entirely too many sharp objects. I just can’t manage to find my rhythm. Forgive me.
I’ve felt a distinct sense of guilt lately for not posting much on this blog. The fall semester crept up on me when I wasn’t looking and I fell into reading two novels within the first month of classes. I have been cooking and musing, believe me. I have. And I’ve been taking photos, as well. I just haven’t placed any of it on the blog. Here goes, in short form:
I made “shelf” dill pickles, in which I filled the jars with cucumbers, various herbs and spices, and topped them off with the vinegar/water/salt/sugar solution. At that point, I kept them open (covered with cheese cloth) on the shelf of our pantry for 4 days. Now, they’re sealed up and in the fridge.