I will continue the holiday baking with Chocolate Oat Bars, requested by my daughter, a recipe from Joy of Cooking, (stained) pages 702-703 in my particular edition. These are the cookie bars I gave to my husband early in our courtship, which, evidently, made him think I could cook. (I can't, except accidentally.) The theory is that the rolled oats will roll away the sweetened condensed milk, chocolate, and cholesterol. No worries.
And there's a nice picture of the sun and moon on the same horizon, a thing that happened during that recent eclipse, over at Escape Into Life, in the blog, where I have posted a mini-review of Killing the Murnion Dogs, by Joe Wilkins, decorated with art by Phillip Compton. It's a wonderful book that crunched and unfolded my origami heart.
Thank you for highlighting Wilkins's work. I'm not familiar with him, and your review shows him to be a poet to put on my list and read.
ReplyDeleteAnytime you want to send a batch of those bars down south, we'd be ready for them. ;)
ReplyDeleteNuts or no nuts, Sandy? Just for future reference... I am almost all baked out. Tonight: corn muffins to go with the taco soup my mom's making. Tomorrow, well, that's a secret, somewhat tropical.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Maureen. I do hope you will seek out Joe Wilkins's work. He's a wonderful poet.
No nuts! I'm a purist. :)
ReplyDeleteI wonder how many marriages are built on a foundation of cookies. If you throw in cakes and pies too, probably about half.
ReplyDeleteWe always used the Tollhouse recipe...
ReplyDeleteI did not know that that was what solstice meant, so now you've taught me one.
Seana, I learn everything from you, The Writer's Almanac, Wikipedia, books, and NPR. That gets mixed in with stuff I can remember from all those years in school, plus purists and nuts.
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