August 15, 2011

It was a dark and stormy Monday...

It was a dark and stormy Monday...


I climbed the stairs up from the dark basement quickly. The humidity following. It's grip weakening as my feet fell upon the final tread. Without looking, I closed the switch and let the door slam behind me. I turned the lock.

My heart thumped, keeping tempo with the thunder outside.

This is just like Sophia's storm in The Summer Book.

I worried about the pepper plants and the newly planted mums. They were drowning. It was all we could do, hope for the best.


Hope and Carrot Walnut Cake (quickbread)


I pursed my lips and held my breath. My eyes froze open. My brows arched. I waited.

By engaging in the act, the eating of the carrot walnut cake, hunched over the table, he had given the thumbs up.

I could only feel triumphant.

"I used 1 teaspoon of cinnamon instead of 1/2." I said.

"Ah. You made it your own." He said with a grin.

I could only laugh at his amusement.

"You make me laugh." I said.

And when he suggested that we bring some over for Sunday supper, my body collapsed in on itself, a full body sigh of relief. Because there can be no greater compliment.


  1. How lovely to have your efforts praised, appreciated and shared. :-)

  2. I'll have to get my hands on that book - but your quick bread looks so delicious! Peanut butter, eh? Interesting.

  3. The amount of walnuts in that carrot cake makes me what to call you my baked goods- soul mate. No one else seems to understand.

  4. Denise - Very good book.

    Tart - It's what I live for, to share.

    kickpleat - Oh, yes. Peanut butter on any quick bread is delicious.

    Nicole - :) It was quite nutty and oh so good. More is more! I love nuts...sigh...


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