Can You Hear Me Now?


Well supper is over, belly is full, dishes are done. What should I do now with the rest of my evening? Pester you, sounds like fun doesn’t it? Well, I really won’t, but I am going to be nosy.

I am curious about who lives near me. I know some of you live out of the country, but does anyone live near me in Kentucky? I know you do Marilyn!!!! LOL

Old-Fashion Recipes from my area

 

Recipe from Nancy Palmer Bledsoe – Am a Kentuckian transplanted to TN.  Here is my grandmother Cole’s
recipe for OLD FASHIONED STACK CAKE.  She made it sometime between
Thanksgiving and Christmas and kept it in a lard can on the back porch.
It was delicious for Christmas Dinner.  She always used cooked apples
that she dried.  I have used applesauce, but not as good.
1/2 cup shortening
1/2 cup sugar
1 egg, well beaten
1/3 cup molasses
1/2 cup buttermilk
3 1/2 cups flour
2 ts. baking powder
1/2 ts soda
1 ts. vanilla
1 ts. ginger
Cream sugar and shortening.  Add egg, molasses and buttermilk.  Sift
flour, baking powder, soda and ginger.  Add to creamed mixture , mix
well.  It makes a dough.  Add enough flour to roll as thin as pie crust.
Cut to fit 9 inch pan or heavy skillet.  Makes about 5-6 layers.  Bake
10-15 minutes at 350 degrees.
When cool, stack with highly spiced
(I use cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg) cooked dried apples, sweetened to
taste.  Let it stand at least 24 hours.
This freezes well, too
 

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10 thoughts on “Can You Hear Me Now?

    • Inquiring minds shall be answered. LOL, It was a very difficult choice. I have children where I lived and one child where I am now. The main reason I moved was because I couldn’t get past seeing all the illness of Al. Everywhere I looked was death. I think of him all the time here, but I don’t see his room filled with gloom and tears. I downsized in sq. ft, but I have a house and not a trailer. It is lonesome here to some extent because I have not made any friends, so very thankful for the invites of my daughter and her family. I was not healing Sheri. I just couldn’t get past the point of walking in Al’s room and I could vision the hospital bed. I could see me standing, sitting, talking, crying over Al. I needed to move on so I could find the good memories, and for that fact, it has helped, but oh do I miss my children back north. I am going home for Christmas and my son in law here goes back home periodically to see his family, so I will be hopefully hitching a ride

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