Cake Show Pound Cake

As I believe I have mentioned before, it is my mother who first got me started in competitive cooking.

At the age of nine, I found myself old enough to join 4-H, which meant that besides making the obligatory triangular fringed poncho for a sewing project, I could now enter the Cake Show.

Mom always . . . → Read More: Cake Show Pound Cake

Grandma’s Mashed Potatoes

One of my grandmothers did make potato salad out of leftover mashed potatoes, but my other grandmother had the making of mashed potatoes down to an art. I remember them being so creamy that they almost poured off the spoon, full of butter, cream and lots of pepper. There was no making potato salad out . . . → Read More: Grandma’s Mashed Potatoes

Potato Salad and You

I just started reading Molly Wizenberg’s A Homemade Life. (I find myself only reading foodie books now—in fact I just got Anthony Bourdain’s new one, Jay Rayner’s The Man Who Ate the World, and my very own copy of Reichl’s Garlic and Sapphires delivered to my door. Thanks, Amazon! )

In one of Wizenberg’s chapters, . . . → Read More: Potato Salad and You