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A scene from today's marathon holiday baking session.
Posted by Lindsay Beyerstein at 04:29:32 AM
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Who is the beautiful woman with the cool four-loaf pan?
December 22, 2006 at 09:07 AM
Must have been a nice aroma in the house.
The Phantom |
December 22, 2006 at 09:25 AM
Marathon baking? A new sport?
December 22, 2006 at 10:29 AM
Pass the butter please.
December 22, 2006 at 10:44 AM
The woman with the four-loaf pan is my Nana Christine. The pan was my great grandmother's. Great grandma was a widow who ran a home baking business to supplement the income she got from taking in boarders. I think she got the four-plex pan custom made when she started out.
Lindsay Beyerstein |
December 22, 2006 at 01:07 PM
Damn! It's too late to get my family to bake them for Christmas! My brother's family's in Florida for the Holidays, my sister lives in Wisconsin...
And my parents and I are going to the Hilton Short Hills for Christmas brunch :(
But hey, at least I'm not paying!
Not meaning to sound like Scrooge,
P.s. That recipe sounds great.
Juno Walker |
December 22, 2006 at 02:55 PM
Thanks for the picture and the recipe post. It brings back all the memories of my grandmother cooking and the kitchen filling with wonderful smells. I love the smell of baking bread. A little wood fire in the stove and some snow on the ground and its a perfect holiday.
Unfortunetly I have it on good authority that I'm a horrible cook, but I'll pass the recipe on to my sister so maybe I'll get to actually taste it.
Merry christmska or festivis or whatever...you know. Emote good feelings.
Michael Barton |
December 22, 2006 at 05:16 PM
Excellent shot, Lindsay. You are a portrait photographer par excellence. Hope you are enjoying this Jewle-tide season. To salute your Norwegian forebears, pillage a town for us. To salute your Jewish heritage, kipper some herring for us...from a fishing village you just plundered. Kippering = Kosher(ing), n'est-ce pas? I'm so easily confused.
John Lucid |
December 23, 2006 at 12:34 AM
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