“No one who cooks, cooks alone. Even at her most solitary, a cook in the kitchen is surrounded by generations of cooks past, the advice and menus of cooks present, the wisdom of cookbook writers.”
― Laurie Colwin
Baking was not something I had time to do when I was working. It was just to time consuming.
After I retired I started baking chocolate chip cookies. For two reasons–I knew how and I love cookies–especially chocolate chip cookies.
Today I wanted something different.
Somewhere, deep in my memory, I remembered some cherry bars one of our students made when I was working at St. Francis in the radiology department. I knew I had the recipe somewhere. In my mind’s eye, I could see the handwritten recipe–
It took some time–mainly because I had to read and remember every other recipe I came across in my slow search. What should have been a ten minute deal ended about an hour and half later. It looked exactly like I remembered it.
This little piece of paper is special for several reasons:
- It is written by the original baker, Sherrie–a young woman who was a radiology student decades ago.
- The little added note on the top of the page telling me it’s from Sherrie was written by another co-worker–Jackie–who later became a student and then a fellow radiologic technologist.
- These cherry bars are just as good today as they were all those years ago. The only change I made today was using two cans of dark cherries in syrup instead of cherry pie filling.
- Memories come in many different forms. Today I walked down a little side road off of my memory lane. My sense of smell and taste were quick to appreciate this treat from a day many decades in the past. It was and is such an unexpected treat.
If you have the time to do a little baking–give ’em a try.
“Cooking is at once child’s play and adult joy. And cooking done with care is an act of love.”
― Craig Claiborne