When Bitty Johnson invited Myra Jean to spend the day making carrot cake, she envisioned some kind of mass production. To her surprise, Mrs. Johnson picked her up in an old Ford and drove outside the town limits. “Nuts from Mr. Winters first,” she explained, “then eggs from the Browns.” Each ingredient involved a visit to a different home, a glass of sweet tea, a homemade treat, some conversation, and then Bitty’s anecdotes in between. It was nearly sunset when the baking began.
Although it was only one cake, it was delicious because of all that went into it.
Via #CarrotRanchChallenge
Today I learned that carrot cake has a long history, and that carrots themselves have their own museum!
Sounds like a great recipe!
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I loved this story. It had a sense of community just like we have at the Ranch. I love the idea of collecting the ingredients from different people each laced with story and tea.
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Thank you. I’m planning to expand it with more details about the visits.
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Sounds good.
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Denise, your story holds such down-home warmth that comes from connecting to where our food comes from and who our neighbors are. This is a good one to expand!
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Thank you! The only problem is that I get hungry when I’m writing.
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heart warming and delicious, thanks!
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Thank you!
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[…] gathered and shelled all these here pecans and the walnuts for your carrot cake.” Mr. Winters indicated a cloth bag on top of the buffet against the wall. “Comes by most every […]
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