Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Vintage Yum

I am a procrastination baker.

A seminar paper is due tomorrow?  Time for a Mexican Chocolate Cake.

Kitchen is a mess from last night's (ok, and the night before last night's) dishes?  Anzac cookies are just the thing; they only require one bowl, and I think there's a clean one around here somewhere...

It's a rare thing that I allow myself enough time to prepare for baking, and often find myself having to make do with whatever I have on hand, which is generally hoity-toity flours from Bob's Red Mill (teff, anyone?) and cans of pumpkin.  And this is why I've had these vintage cookbooks for years and cooked nary a thing from them.   But oh, my, they are pretty to look at.

A belated New Year's resolution: I will bake some scrumptious delight from these cookbooks for my next gathering. Procrastination baker's honor.



  1. I'll come to a gathering if you'll make that cream puff with chocolate sauce. At this very moment, Andrew is making me a birthday lemon tart. First, a nice juicy hamburger (my request of course).

  2. When I was a kid, I always wanted to make fondant. This was based on an illustration of a girl in a late '50s cookbook who had a blond ponytail, well manicured nails, and a pink and white striped full skirted dress who daintily held said fondant and had the following speech bubble next to her; "I'm very fond of fondant!" When I finally made it, it was mushy junk, which is partly no doubt a result of me not having known the difference between confectioner's sugar and granulated sugar. These pictures take me back...*sigh*

  3. Karen, I love that story. There is just something about photos of desserts that make me so happy. I think it has a lot to do with worshipping Strawberry Shortcake and her pals as a kid. Clearly I should have named our cats Custard and Soufflé.