Posted in just for fun, poetry friday, teddy bear picnic, weekend cooking, tagged boomf, candy, chocolate, confections, downton abbey, julian ovenden, michelle dockery, teddy bears, television, valentine's day on February 13, 2015 |
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Today serving Mrs. Patmore’s Pudding Tea
Mr. Cornelius, a diehard Downton Abbey fan, was beside himself the other day when four members of the
Crawley Clawley family accepted his invitation to tea.
He’d been going on and on about how much he’s enjoying Season 5 because it’s mainly about love, romance and secrets. He likes the warm and comfortable relationship between Mr. Carson and Mrs. Hughes, is happy Isobel is hooking up with Lord Merton (nice digs!), is relieved Tom Branson said goodbye to annoying Miss Bunting, loves that handsome Atticus is eyeing up Rose, and is tickled pink about Dowager Countess Violet’s secret past with Russian Prince Thing-a-ma-jig. :)
While Lady Mary’s hotel assignation with Lord Gillingham had Cornelius tsk-tsking for a few days (scandalous! loose woman! how risqué!), he gradually came around and revealed his own secret: he’s had a crush on Lady Mary since Season 1 (boy can she rock a pair of opera gloves).
He’s not intimidated in the least by either Tony Gillingham or Charles Blake. They can jostle all they want for Mary’s affections. Cornelius will charm her with his secret weapon.
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Posted in bread and breakfast recipes, cake recipes, poetry friday, weekend cooking, tagged baking, bonfire night, british food, brontes, diane wakoski, food, gingerbread, guy fawkes, literature, parkin, poetry, recipes, yorkshire cuisine on October 31, 2014 |
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No tricks here today, just a rich, spicy, scrumptious treat — parkin!
I was compelled to bake a batch of this Yorkshire gingerbread after reading Diane Wakoski’s evocative, affecting poem.
Her musings about the Brontës brought back my own fond memories of visiting Haworth – absolutely fascinating how creative genius can flourish in such a carefully circumscribed, isolated world.
Sip a cup of hot tea, have a good bite of parkin, and find comfort in the words of this generous poet. The “small things” are not so small after all.
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