How to cook a in time of war Recipe
When I returned to work this November, I found myself in an old yet distinguished building, built in 1863. It has been remodeled and updated per need and change of law, as years turned to decades and decades turned to centuries. This is home, to many people. Each of them with a past, personal history and stories to tell. These lives, also having been updated as life changed and personal decisions made, took effect. It is rare to find an unchanged person, for change is the only constant in this journey.
This building is owned and operated by the Oddfellows. Knowing the history of the International Order of the Oddfellows, mandates that you be a kind person, who has a silent yet strong desire to serve others. The service you provide may be hands on, such as care giving, cooking or cleaning. Or you could be one of the necessary folks who process paper, enforce rules or oversee the day-to-day operations that a Senior Housing complex might need. All positions however, are service and caring orientated. I am one of those who works on the day-to-day operations, and lots of paperwork!
When I first began working, it was casually mentioned that Anna’s mother had written a book. I was at some point going to research that bit of information, to help me, get to know Anna better. I would then have a bit of knowledge, that I thought might act as a commonality for us to chat about, when she and Lady dropped by. Shortly after that I learned the title of the book, at that point I had enough information to help me in my search, and the rest as they say, is history.
St Helena, CA
My personal philosophy is that you should always be kind, because you never know to whom you are talking to. Not that all folks don’t deserve kindness, but some folks have very interesting histories that they bring along with them. However if you have not been kind from the beginning, it is very difficult to take back any unkindness when you find out something interesting about someone and then want to chat with him or her about it. And such is the case with Lady’s owner.
Remember all this started with a simple remark that a book had been written.
Oh do you want to know the book that was written? I must tell you right now; in actuality it is a book among many books written. The third book written from more than 20, in a lifetime lived with passion, hard work and some sharp witted humor. The book title was,
I must confess right here and now, I was not familiar with the title of this particular book. But I clearly knew of M. F. K. Fisher the writer. When I brought up the title of the book on Google search that evening, I was flabbergasted. I even shouted out, not my usual method of communication, to describe my enthusiasm! I was stunned and thrilled at the same time. For instance, what on earth would I do with this information?
Fortunately I already had had several enjoyable encounters with Anna and Lady to develop a very nice rapport. In a short time we had learned of several commonalities shared. I knew instantly I would want to write about this, yet also wanted permission from Anna, in order to do so. So I did what any bold person does, I asked for permission, and she said yes. Yes! When I got home I could not contain myself and told Honey all about it!
"First we eat, then we do everything else."
On Christmas Eve my granddaughter and I paid a visit to Anna and Lady. We took a small gift of rhubarb jam and a clove studded orange pomander for Anna and a dog bone treat for Lady. We stayed only a brief time, as Anna had guests coming for dinner and there were tasks left to be done. During our stay, we also got to meet Mr. Elliott. A feisty apricot colored cat, with his own multi-story cat tower. My granddaughter was very interested in playing with Lady and Mr. Elliott, but in a short time we said our good-byes and made our way home to wrap presents.
“People ask me: "Why do you write about food, and eating, and drinking? Why don't you write about the struggle for power and security, and about love, the way the others do?" . . . The easiest answer is to say that, like most other humans, I am hungry.”
Last House, Sonoma CA
I am excited for the opportunity to learn more about Anna and the life she lived. I already know from our Christmas Eve visit, that her daughter is a performer with an all woman circus (Circus Artemis). She has three grown children, two that live close by and one in Virginia. She is a mother, a grandmother, a sister and for me, now a friend. There is more, as there always is, when learning about someone and the life they have lived. Alas this story today is simply an introduction, to my friend Anna.
"When shall we live if not now?"
— M.F.K. Fisher
MFK Fisher's War Cake
How to Cook a Wolf
350 degree oven
- 1/2 cup shortening - (note: you may use part bacon fat**)
- 1 teaspoon cinnamon
- 1 teaspoon other spices (cloves, mace, ginger..)
- 1 cup chopped raisins or other dried fruit (prunes, figs, etc.)
- 1 cup sugar, white or brown
- 1 cup water (note: you can substitute coffee for part of the water)
- Bring to a boil, cook 5 minutes. Cool thoroughly.
- 2 cups flour
- 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
Sift dry ingredients together and set aside.
When the raisin mixture has cooled, add sifted dry ingredients, mixing well.
Turn into a loaf pan and bake 45 minutes or until done in your oven. Let cool 15 - 20 minutes then turn out from pan, if desire.
As always, thanks for stopping to say hello. I appreciate your visits more than you know.
This post is shared with:
Hearth n Soul Hop @ a moderate life
weekend cooking@beth fish reads
Tuesday Night Supper Club @ fudge ripple
** I adore bacon, yet have found that personally I do not care for the taste of the bacon fat in baked goods.