The Summer of Baking
Last week, I hinted that 2019 was the Summer of Baking.
The main thing I learned about baking this summer is that many things are cake.
Blueberry buckle? Cake in a square pan (when you make it in one).
Johnnycake? Also cake in a square pan. (This one shouldn't have surprised me. It's right there in the name.)
Banana bread? Cake in a long pan. Also applies to anything with "loaf" in the name.
Muffins? Cake portions in a cup = cupcakes = cake.
Blueberry cobbler? Arguably cake but also arguably breakfast (scones and fruit = breakfast).
Blueberry pie? Not cake but really good. Something about the salty crust makes the blueberries taste sweeter.
So there you have it--one thing I learned in the summer of baking: most things are cake (cake is sneaky that way).
And here is where I sit on mornings when I am trying my darndest to pretend that summer isn't yet over.
When the sun got higher in the sky, the chair started steaming from the heat. I love this place.
I also enjoy baking. Something else to ponder as the seasons change and as I'm off to find a form of cake for breakfast.
The main thing I learned about baking this summer is that many things are cake.
Blueberry buckle? Cake in a square pan (when you make it in one).
Johnnycake? Also cake in a square pan. (This one shouldn't have surprised me. It's right there in the name.)
Banana bread? Cake in a long pan. Also applies to anything with "loaf" in the name.
Muffins? Cake portions in a cup = cupcakes = cake.
Blueberry cobbler? Arguably cake but also arguably breakfast (scones and fruit = breakfast).
Blueberry pie? Not cake but really good. Something about the salty crust makes the blueberries taste sweeter.
So there you have it--one thing I learned in the summer of baking: most things are cake (cake is sneaky that way).
And here is where I sit on mornings when I am trying my darndest to pretend that summer isn't yet over.
When the sun got higher in the sky, the chair started steaming from the heat. I love this place.
I also enjoy baking. Something else to ponder as the seasons change and as I'm off to find a form of cake for breakfast.