Showing posts with label tea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tea. Show all posts

Friday, February 20, 2015

Friday, January 9, 2015

I Think the World needs Some Milk and Cookies and a Nap.

After I wrote that, I realized that the only time I bake cookies is at Christmas for the grandkids to decorate.

How about a nice coffee cake instead?

I've been making this recipe for centuries. The ladies in my parish back in the 'old country' put together cookbooks as fund raisers for the local parochial school, and the book this recipe comes from is older than my children.

OLD FASHIONED CRUMB CAKE

2 C brown sugar
3 C flour
1/2 C butter (cold, cut in pieces)

Crumble the above mixture into a course meal. (The recipe says with your fingers, but my stand mixer does a bang up job & doesn't warm the butter.) Save 1C of mixture for topping.

To the remainder, add 1C buttermilk with 1 tsp. of baking soda added. Mix. (If you don't happen to have buttermilk on hand, 1 T of vinegar or lemon juice in the milk will do the trick.)

Divide between two greased 8" pans, cover with portion of mixture you set aside, sprinkle generously with cinnamon, and dot with chunks of butter.

Bake at 375 degrees for 30 - 40 minutes.

Come to think of it, I drink tea with my coffee cake - while I read.

I guess the title of the post should have been:

"I Think the World Needs Some Tea and Coffee Cake and a Good Book."

It just doesn't have the same ring, does it?

(By the way, this isn't a picture of my coffee cake. It doesn't last long enough to actually get a picture of it.)

Friday, September 6, 2013

My Ideal Day?


Why, tea and chocolate in the garden, while sitting on my rocker reading . . . with a lovely chorus of bird song in the background, of course.
If only  . . .   *sigh* . . .

How about you? What is your ideal day?


Some light reading:

A Nice Cup of Tea (George Orwell),
Tea (Douglas Adams),
How To Make A Decent Cup Of Tea (Christopher Hitchens) 
My prior Tea posts: here, here, & here.

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

I Want!


I drink pot after pot of strong, black tea every day. (I don't drink coffee at all) Because I drink so much of the stuff, I almost always make it with my electric tea maker (for which I hold a deep and unconditional love). A single cup is a rare occurrence, usually involving special teas. I may have to rethink my habits, because I want these tea infusers . . .



Rubber Ducky, you're the one . . .





Danger! Danger! Will Robinson . . .


Brewed and operational, sir . . .


I see the Titanic . . .


Duh, Duh, Dun . . .


 Sure looks like a mermaid to me . . .



We all live in a yellow submarine . . .



Ahh! A nice, refreshing dip . . .

Wednesday, August 17, 2011