In the Kitchen
Ah, it’s Fall 2006
This could be a morning fifty or sixty years ago. The air is nippy and there’s definitely a touch of fall in the air; however, inside the smell of turnip greens simmering on the back burner wafts through the air along with the fragrance of sourdough bread baking in the oven. Perhaps by the end…
Read MoreA Windy Knoll Report
Okay — I have to ask that you bear with me — I have a spanking new iPhone and about all I know is how to turn it on. Duh!!!!!!!! As we went in the AT&T store I told John those people would ask, “You want to buy what?” “You look as though you need…
Read MoreAbout Old Timey Recipes 2012
This subject was suggested by a friend who shared some recipes. By the way, a lady (friend?) called this past week and said I was the oldest person she knew and wanted me to tell her how to make red-eye gravy. Duh!! Because of space, I’ll mostly talk about ingredients for the old-timey recipes. One…
Read MoreA Special Commodity, Ice 1990
With living today, it seems ice is taken for granted. Why, all we have to do is open the refrigerator door (or in many cases that don’t even have to be done) and out comes the ice. Not so in days gone by. Ice was special in my growing up days and we only had…
Read MoreBaking the Butternut Pound Cake
This recipe is oversized and will not fit in a Bundt or 10″ tube pan. My pan is 15″ long and three inches wide and as you see in the picture it looks like it’s more than 40 years old (and it is). I bought it from a bakery supply store in Atlanta for $2.00. I have…
Read MoreAunt Bill Rambles
Lord have mercy, this garden is a-working us to death. You ain’t never seen so much “stuff” in your life. Y, you would think me and JW wuz a-gonna raise a big family. I’s jist settin’ here a-shellin’ peas and I got to thinkin’ about young folks. They don’t know nothing about workin’ lack us…
Read MoreAunt Bill Rambles
Law me, I’ve had the awfulest day you ever see’d. I been a-wantin’ to cook a apple pie lack my ma did fer 60 years and every year I fail. Today ain’t no different. When I’s growing up, we had a apple orchard and Ma could make the best pies. She called ’em plate pies. When the apples…
Read MoreReminiscing with a Friend 2000
It was during a Sunday afternoon nap when, what John calls our “doorbell” started ringing – actually it’s the barking of the dogs – telling us that company had arrived. A longtime friend was out making pop calls on this beautiful March Sunday afternoon and stopped by the Windy Knoll. First our conversation covered the…
Read MoreFigs are Ripe
And so it’s another fig season. We have two Brown Turkey trees and one that’s a large green variety — some of these green figs are as large as golf balls. A number of years ago a lady advertised in the Georgia Market Bulletin for figs and her ad read: “I can do without cattle and I…
Read MoreMilkin’ and Churnin’ 2006
Milk still comes from the same place it always has, but oh the difference in the way we get our milk here on this part of Sand Mountain. Now we can go to the market and buy 2%, whole, cream, half and half or buttermilk whereas in days of yore we couldn’t do that. Milking was…
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