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That is wonderful. A poet sends a word from the past. I smile at the light that shines back from my screen. It's not the glow from my monitor I see. It's the light in the eyes of two lyoung boys' eyes.
Liz
to grow coarse black curls on her calves and ankles" - I especially love this part. After reading the poem, it makes me want to start baking some German Apple Cake or something.. !
If you are making German pastries, Zwetchgen Kuchen was always my favorite. : )
Plum Cake (Zwetschken Kuchen--it's really more like shortbread)
from Great German Recipes
3 3/4 cups flour
1 tsp. baking powder
2 eggs
1 3/4 cups sugar, divided
3/4 cup butter
3 1/2 lbs. of fresh damson plums (or just sliced fresh red plums)
Sift flour and baking powder onto a large board or clean countertop. Make a hollow in the middle. Crack eggs into hollow, add 3/4 cup sugar and stir. Scatter dots of butter over flour and knead all ingredients together until dough is smooth and soft. Refrigerate for 30 minutes.
Wash and pit plums, slitting them in half so that they lay flat so that they lay flat but still connected (if damson), or slicing them (if regular red plums).
Roll dough out onto greased jellyroll pan. Cover with overlapping rows of plums. Sprinkle with 1/2 cup of sugar and bake at 350 for 30 minutes. Remove from oven and sprinkle with remaining 1/2 cup of sugar. Serve with unsweetened whipped cream.
And coffee, of course!
As I read the poem, it sounded to me like something I might hear from Danny Kaye.
I can see that you're wife has you well trained in the kitchen!
L.L., everything Craver does becomes the model for me. : ) He's my hero.
Craver, "two and two are four, four and four are eight... inch worm, inch worm, measuring the marigolds..."
Eve, I hope I haven't given you the impression that I bake this stuff? My wife does! (In fact, she just finished a beautiful Swetschgen Kuchen to take to our Sunday school class on Easter. I'll post some pictures of it later next week.
On the other hand, I always clean up. That's our agreement. Whenever she cooks, I clean.