Cornbread and a Scottish Scone
I got up this morning deciding it was a good day to do some baking. Other than a couple of times a week making muffins, I have not done much baking in quite a while. Being a single father for so many years I learned to cook like the other "mothers", more correctly like the mothers of my mother's generation as so many of the women I have know did as little cooking as possible, and even less baking.
In my house, June does the shopping and she feeds herself and David and I take care of myself.
June "cooks" a lot of easy prepackaged food and only once in a while makes what I would call a meal. There is only so much Kraft dinner and wieners, one can eat.
I like to cook from scratch using basic foods, not only for the reduced cost of it but also because preparing the food is part of the experience of eating. But recently, I noticed there were few basic items in the house, with which to make a meal so I went shopping yesterday to replenish the pantry. I feel a need for some properly prepared food so I started today with a little baking.
Besides the cornbread and the scone in the picture above I made a banana bread, which I can smell baking in the oven as I write this.
I think it is time to once again make some yeast breads, as I used to do weekly. I also have the urge to make some pies with the berries from last summer's picking. I had planned to make some puff pastry ( I would have made it today if I had not forgotten to buy some real butter yesterday) to use in making some "pigs in a blanket". This will have to wait.
The problem with giving in to the urge to bake and cook is that there are not enough of us here to eat it all. David certainly enjoys it and is a pleasure to cook for. June, like myself, could do with eating less baking. I may have to share some of it with a neighbour. I am sure my dog, Heidi, will eat some baking if it starts to go stale.
I must find something other than a cook book to read! . . . . .or at least start reading the soup section.