Wednesday, November 25, 2015

My Mother's Stuffing Recipe: Gratitude Entry Number 328

Today, I went for a run while DH hiked. We each had a dog in hand. 
Nary a soul on the trail. 
It was heaven. 
Solitude. 
Cool day, crisp breeze off the Mississippi River. 
I logged three and a half miles. Frankie lead the whole way. 
She's now sixteen months old. 
Such a big girl. 

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Vegan Icelandic Coffee Wreath (because it's time for a little less talking and a little more baking)

I have a great need to be in the kitchen. Baking calms me. It makes getting through the news, the oncoming winter and the holidays bearable. I have to keep busy. Following recipes and pinching and folding dough as in this recipe--it's like meditation. Yesterday I baked cookies. Last week, it was this coffee cake. People can be cruel, life can be dreadfully challenging, heartbreaking and sad, but coping by baking--I don't know why, it seems like the right thing to do now. It won't cure the ills of society, but it fills my soul and gives me perspective on life and simply getting through one day at a time, sharing food to show love--this works for me. You can mix the dough for this pastry in about five minutes before you go to bed. The next morning, you'll need about ten minutes to pull the dough from the fridge, combine the filling and roll the wreath. Let it proof for about 45 minutes while the oven preheats and viola: coffee cake. There is literally nothing in the world I love more with my espresso in the morning than this. I have to keep my paws off it all day long while it sits under the cake keeper on the kitchen counter mocking me. This confection always impresses the husband. 
(Let's be honest, it'll impress anyone.)
The aroma of almond, citrus with cinnamon and nutmeg lingers in the house for about two days after it's been baked. 
Our home smells like early winter mornings when we have this on hand, and I love it.  

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