Morning's Bakings

"It was impossible not to exult in the spicy odours which told of the morning's bakings."

~ Under the Country Sky

Pg. 56

Most of the time I'm a famished breakfast person, sometimes I'm not, I have to work up an appitite, but either way I love the smell of something baking in the morning. I woke up to these two things the other day.

Yes, I have a maid.

She's like a sister to me.

Baked Ham and Eggs Gratin - The BIG Book of Brkfst

Cooked ham

Mushrooms sliced

Green onions

Cherry tomato's

1 or 2 eggs

Salt and Pepper

Grated Cheese for topping

Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. Butter and individual gratin dish. Layer ham, mushrooms, green onions and tomato slices in dish. Break eggs on top. Season with salt and pepper to tast. Bake until eggs are set, that'll be about 15 min. Sprinkle with cheese and bake until cheese melts.



Orange - Nut Bread w/ Dried Cranberries - The BIG Book of Brkfst

2 cups all - purpose flour

1 cup sugar

1 T. baking powder

1/4 t. ground nutmeg

1/4 t. salt

2 large eggs

3/4 cup orange juice

1/4 cup veg. oil

1 cup dried cranberries

1/2 cup coarsely chopped walnuts

2 t. grated orange zest

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder, nutmeg and salt.

In a medium bowl whisk together eggs orange juice, and oil. Make a well in the dry ingredients and add egg - orange juice mixture all at once. Stir until just blended. Fold in cranberries, nuts, and orange zest. Do not overmix. Pour batter into a rusty trusty, lightly sprayed or oiled 41/2 - by - 8 1/2 - by 2 1/2 - inch loaf pan.

Bake about 50 min. Cool on a rack for 10 min.

So...

you hungry?

You're sure?

Nah.

My maid has a gazillion favorite books and this is in the top ten. She loves it, eats with it, sleeps with it, reads it in her leisure time... it's marvelous.

 P.S.
It's March. My personal favorite month.
Happiness floats in on every breeze in March.

This Is a Journal

 A simple journal but with a few frills and knickers. Follow me as I tramp around in my garden of life, days of honey, days of onions, days of who knows what. Hear my days, hear my life! My name is Whitney Rhea (pronounced ray), I'm in a state of incubation. There's more than one form of the word, a wise lady showed it to me.

   in*cu*bate 
–verb (used with object)
1. to sit upon (eggs) for the purpose of hatching.
2. to hatch (eggs), as by sitting upon them or by artificial heat.
3. to maintain at a favorable temperature and in other conditions promoting development, as cultures of bacteria or prematurely born infants.
4. to develop or produce as if by hatching; give form to: His brain was incubating schemes for raising money.

–verb (used without object)
5. to sit upon eggs.
6. to undergo incubation.
*7. to develop; grow; take form: A plan was slowly incubating in her mind.*

"That's me today. On edge. On the verge. On the verge of...what? That's where the words stop...and the thoughts begin."

So as you can see, I've been thinking.

I guess we're always incubating something inside of us. It's like making cookies you throw them in the oven and while those are baking, your getting the next batch ready. In time the first batch is ready to share, then in goes the second, but it takes some concentration, some decisions to make good cookies or burnt ones, or even schrummy ones. *Schrummy means scrumptiously yummy.*

And like the wise lady said,

"The bottom line is...I just need to keep my faith. And trust. And continue moving forward...step by step, day by day, moment by moment. And when the time is right..."

:)