I’ve had the Just Among Us Cookbook compiled by the women of the First Presbyterian Church in Watsontown, PA for a long time now. It’s a large cookbook that includes
Soulspun Kitchen
Mrs. Cornelius’ New York Ginger Snaps (1849)
I bought Mrs. Cornelius’ book, The Young Housekeepers’ Friend, last summer while in the White Mountains. I was out and about one afternoon without the kiddo and happened into an
Rarebit — Roxbury, MA, 1913
Recently, I had the pleasure of teaching a small cooking class at the Roxbury Branch of the Boston Public Library. In preparation for the class, I tracked down a Roxbury-born
Dr. Dean’s Highball Whiskey — Greenwood, Mississippi, 1933
It’s evening on July 27th, 1933, in Greenwood, Mississippi. Allegedly, Dr. Sara Ruth Dean calls Dr. John Preston Kennedy and says he owes her “a going away party.” Despite the
Shaker Hand Pie
What a delightful summer. I hope you had a wonderful one! Now we’re back and it’s time for pumpkin carving, apple picking, fires and chilly strolls. Not to mention more
Maple Treats for Maple Month
Do you hear that? It’s a sound that ushers in spring, foretells life and calls weary hibernating New Englanders from their dens. It’s the sound of sap boiling. Or perhaps
Mrs. Mason Campbell’s Blueberry Topsy Turvy Cake (New England-1970)
I don’t know about you, but by the time winter truly sets in, around January and February, I’m craving those summer flavors. The true garden fresh taste of ripe tomatoes
Mrs. Placey’s Dumbfunnies (Whitefield, NH–1954)
Dumbfunnies. Never heard of them. Can’t find a single reference to them as a food outside of this old cookbook out of the New Hampshire boondocks, 1954. Yet tucked inside
Guest Post: Grandma Kilpatrick’s Banana Nut Bread (1980–Rabbittown, Georgia)
by Leah Airt I make my grandmother’s banana bread when I need to ruminate on balance. It’s a comforting staple when I’m stuck in a season of over-giving or lack
Mrs. Turner’s Old Pacific Slope Punch (1910–Pasadena, California)
I mixed up a pitcher of Mrs. Bertha L. Turner’s Old Pacific Slope Punch on a lazy summer Sunday afternoon. It was the type of afternoon in August that could