Posted by the Misanthropic Hostess.
Posted by the Misanthropic Hostess.
Growing up my parents would take my brother and I out of school each fall and for a couple of weeks, we’d camp our way up and down the Pacific Coast as suburban gypsies. We’d hit that sweet spot in between Labor Day and Thanksgiving when the weather was beautiful but the National Parks nearly empty.
Each year it seemed like the further we wandered up the Pacific Northwest, the more abundant the wild blackberry bushes. They’d be heavy with ripe …
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There are many perks to working in higher education. One is that I always have a ready and willing sample pool for baked goods. College students will happily and enthusiastically eat anything that’s free.
Another is that every once in a while I get a glimpse into the “cool” stuff the kids are eating and drinking. While I don’t have any research to back up this up, over time I’ve noted that college towns I’ve visited and worked in often have …
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A couple of Sundays ago some gracious friends had us to their house for brunch. I can’t think of a nicer way to spend a rainy Sunday than with good company. The belinis were a treat and the hostess made a life changing Quiche Lorraine. I’m not kidding, the crust on that pie was transcendant.
We brought coffee cake. And, if you are looking for a recipe for Easter brunch, this might fit the bill.
We begin with streusal. And really, you …