Oh my goodness, blog friends. Thank you all so much for your comments on the last post. Thank you to those of you I know, and those of you who de-lurked to send good wishes (especially because now I have a bunch of new-to-me blogs to read!). I always wish there was some other, bigger expression than thank you to say how it feels to be so moved by gratitude, but rest assured if there was one, I’d be using it right now.
It has been looking a bit like this around here lately
Which inspired this
It is gingerbread from the wonderful Amy’s pdf of favorite recipe highlights (I just mixed it up like a quick bread- dry ingredients together, wet ingredients and sugar together, then everything together, stirred and poured in the baking dish). I wanted to say something clever about how what I was reading influenced what I made, and realised that scarily it totally did
Yes, gingerbread while reading a Nursery Crime. And no, I didn’t realise it until after the gingerbread was made and I wondered whether there was any connection. I’d best not start reading any books about insects. At any rate, the gingerbread turned out beautifully– all glossy on top and fluffy in the middle, perfectly spicy and not too sweet (particularly nice with a milky coffee). It is lovely as is for an afternoon snack or tea, and I think a dollop of whipped cream or a decadent cream cheese frosting would make it a yummy fall dessert.
Tomorrow is the day we find out whether the bean (as we call baby belleepoque) is a boy or a girl! Assuming it cooperates, anyway. So I’ll finally be able to get started on making wee things for it (not that they need, or will, all be either pink or blue, but I still think it is nice to envision the recipient when making).