One day earlier this summer, my father said to two of our daughters who were visiting-
“You girls want to go through that closet in the garage?”
That closet in the garage held a treasure trove of my mother’s collecting.
One replied, as nonchalantly as a racing heart rate will allow, “How about right now?” He smiled because he knew exactly what they were thinking.
They are their mother’s daughters.
There are many things to share in future posts about this closet, but I am starting with these- three cookbooks they found.
Disclaimer: I have 3 daughters. One was not here. She is part of all of this in absentia. We have rules of engagement for closet sifting too. Even steven.
These cookbooks were published in 1910. Let’s look first at the Desserts Volume.
Can you read the first sentence of the last paragraph?
“The chief reason why more women do not give their pastries due personal attention lies in the fact that discouragement so often follows failure…”
No kidding. I have tried to make a pie crust in a food processor, by hand, and at one point in the 80’s by using a large Tupperware bowl, filled with pastry ingredients, which I rotated wildly, in a clockwise direction, simulating hula hooping.
Miss Olive (the author), thanks for taking that monkey off my back.
And then there is this recipe.
I don’t even know what to say.
However, as irreverent as I can be, I am completely impressed. This one could happen…it could really happen.
One last one.
I’m going to let you write the last sentence of this post.
Go by The Gypsy’s Corner to see more three’s!