I made my Mama Gravely's famous Chocolate Pound Cake yesterday to take to a luncheon today on my side of the family. So dense, so rich, and delicately chocolate. You can only get a crisp crust like that one by using the real thing...butter....and lots of it. I wouldn't dream of baking with anything else. One slice of this cake and tastebuds will be soaring....that's how I articulated the experience the first time I tasted her time-tested recipe.
Can I come over? Huh?
I haven't given props yet on my blog to someone who inspires me culinarily more than most.... Paula Deen. It's not that she uses extra-technical savviness or know-how....it's just that she is a warm, Southern, hospitable lady who loves to cook for others. Though her recipes are not exactly on the list of the American Heart Association's "top ten" (by far), I turn to her sometimes....after all, what's life if you can't have a treat every now and then? I watch her show with enthusiasm....I look at her outfitted kitchen with a bit of envy....and I want so badly to crash through the television screen and get a hug from her cheery, grandma-self. I'd love to spend a day with her and just listen to her wisecracks and funny old sayings. And then, there's the food itself that she creates..... In honor of her, I am whipping up a batch of sausage balls this afternoon to serve at home group's "brunch" tonight. I am not the only home group...
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