I found this recipe in my copy of the Fannie Farmer Cookbook earlier this year. It seemed too simple to be worth it, but the moment I bit into one hot from the oven I was in love. I had found THE ONE biscuit recipe. The recipe I can permanent file away and have on hand for all my biscuits needs.
I do not like the heat.
Previous summers I had taken to throwing something in the oven and running to hunker besides the AC unit. I live in a small house and in the winter the oven is a lovely way to warm up the rooms and fill it with the smell of home baking.
In the summer it turns the house into a raging inferno. Oftentimes its hotter inside than out.
Rather than subject my family to such torture we ended up ordering take-out far too often.
This year I’m determined to find a way to cook while generating minimal heat. I’m also holding off as long as possible before putting the AC unit in.
There is always the bbq, but honestly it kind of intimidates me. Which makes no sense, considering I handle monstrous commercial gas ovens like a beloved oversized lap dog.
I think it goes back to the time my father left me in charge of the hamburgers and I dropped one between the grills. Looking over my shoulder I frantically rinsed it off in the pool before throwing it back with the (presumably) chlorine free patties. Needless to say the distinctly different flavour gave me away.
There are a myriad of reasons to eat local. Local food tastes better. Local food is better for the environment. Local food supports your economy. Local food will make you part of the cool crowd.
What I never expected from local food was that it makes things easier. I like cooking, but I do not like meal planning. There are too many possibilities. With aisles and aisles of groceries including dozens of different ethnic ingredients available I just don’t even know where to start.
Too many choices actually causes more stress for people. It’s one of the reasons I ask my preschooler ‘Do you want to wear your purple dress or your blue dress?’ instead of watching her tear every piece of clothing out of her dresser and throw them on the floor. At the very least it’s less stress for me.
Local food does the same for me; do you want to eat the cherry tomatoes or the asparagus? Or in the fall; the pumpkin or the sweet potato?
All I have to do is check out what’s available, either at the farmer’s market or from Wendy’s Mobile Market and fill my fridge. When it comes time to cook I just work with what I’ve got. Cherry tomatoes or asparagus? Last night, cherry tomatoes.