According to the calender, it’s summer. My weather, however, begs to differ. It swears it’s still early spring. Except for the occasional sweltering, humid day it throws at us to keep us on our toes.
Summer, for me, brings up memories of huge cookouts at the Coast Guard base and tons of kids I’d never met before. Laying on the rings of Saturn – the giant, red, steel merry-go-round with its round trench worn knee-deep by the many feet of adults and children alike – while watching the blue sky spin round and round. Splashing in the ocean on whatever beach we happen to live close to barely noticing the adults’ laughter and shouts nearby.
And the food! Goodness, the food!!! Everyone brought something, back then, no matter who was sponsoring the event. The only exception was those who couldn’t afford it. And, often, some generous soul – who was usually my mother – would bring something in their stead.
There would be hot dogs and hamburgers and steaks and barbecue chicken. Spare ribs and oysters and clams and muscles. Shrimp and crawdads and catfish and corn. Red beans and rice! Sausage and peppers! Every salad you could imagine. Chips and cookies and cakes and pies. Ice cream and candy and toys.
No summer gathering our family attended was ever complete without Coke Salad. Read more…
So I’ve mentioned my chocolate chocolate chip cookies with chocolate frosting a bazillion times on FetLife. I’ve teased and taunted. Tormented and tantalized. Tortured and… I’m out of “T” words.
So this morning, I thought, “I want to put up another recipe. Another dessert recipe. What should I share today?”
Well, since I’m sure Scott will never let Kaya make them anyway, I figured I’d share my chocolate chip heaven. I r teh ebil kitteh!
I will warn you! They are rich as all get out.
And the frosting is thick. As in, held a prayer candle (didn’t have birthday candles) upright with no extra help for two hours while I waited for Master to get home from work on His birthday, thick. I’m betting you could use the frosting recipe for a cake. You might need more of it, though. Read more…
This is an old family recipe passed down from one of my great-grandmothers on my father’s side. It was one of two things my father baked. Pumpkin pie was the other.
I’ve been meaning to post this one for as long as I’ve had it. My mother sent it to me years ago. I just keep forgetting
My gram used to hand her recipes out to everyone. She was a firm believer in sharing knowledge, no matter what that entailed. And especially recipes. So I figure she won’t be rolling in her grave over me sharing it. Unless she has a problem with me sharing it on a kink site. And if so, I’m so sorry Gram! But my friends deserve to try your cake, too!
It is, hands down, the best chocolate cake I have ever had. Ever. I’m not kidding.
The coconuts and pecans are optional but it’s not the same without them. I’m gonna cry when I make it for M and have to leave out the coconut. Read more…