It’s September now, so even though it is still miserably hot in Texas, I am pretending it’s fall and making apple pie.
Last week, I had the opportunity to do a three-day bread workshop @bakerhands Smoke Signals. Amazing experience and wonderful group. Now I need to see if I can replicate any of this at home 🤞🏻. Also, I made the mistake of telling people at work about my trip, and I’ve now been informed that I am expected to bring bread to work. 🤗
Once again struggling to decide how many books to pack. Is it really a bad idea to take four books for a five-day trip? I should probably break down and get a Kindle, but I so love the feel of an actual book.
Vanilla cake with strawberries and cream, to celebrate summer. Photo taken pre-caketastrophe. Those lovely layers slid apart in my cake carrier on the way to work. 😢 It still tasted good. 🤷🏻♀️
Last year when my grandma downsized to a small apartment, she gave us some of the belongings she had collected over the years. Among other things, I took her cast iron cornbread stick pans. I finally got around to using them recently, with a recipe from the cookbook she has had since she got married in 1950. I love the way cooking can make you feel connected, both to the people you are cooking for, and to the past.
Had dinner with family for Memorial Day. Strawberry-pretzel tart for dessert. Beautiful way to end the long weekend! ❤️❤️❤️
After spending most of my long weekend sick in bed 😢, I wanted to make the most of my last day off. I went out for breakfast and got in a bit of reading. I actually picked up Burial Rites a few years ago in the airport in Berlin. I had started reading it and then got sidetracked by everything else that always seems to get in the way of reading. So glad I decided to pick it back up. It’s intense and so wonderfully descriptive.
Went for a long walk this morning before the storm that is supposed to roll in sometime soon. I get bored easily, so I’ve never been good about sticking to a workout routine. Views like this make it easier.