olivia walton’s applesauce cake

“Two applesauce cakes were on display in the middle of the kitchen table when Clay-Boy walked in. He breathed in the spicy aroma appreciatively. Something had happened during his absence. There was some quickening of excitement, a sense of Christmas rushing inexorably down upon them, but in spite of the two proud cakes, he knew that his mother was not really prepared for the day.” ~ Earl Hamner (The Homecoming)

Miss Michael Learned earned 3 Emmy Awards for her role as Olivia Walton.

When I heard June 6th was National Applesauce Cake Day, the first person I thought of was Olivia Walton.

Though she and Grandma spend a lot of time in the kitchen serving up good old-fashioned country dishes like fried chicken, mashed potatoes, biscuits, beef stew, fresh corn on the cob, scrambled eggs, bacon and heavenly peach pie, it is her applesauce cake that holds special favor. Whenever there is something to celebrate, Olivia makes an applesauce cake, and it seems to work wonders with anyone needing a good serving of down home comfort.

 “The Homecoming: A Christmas Story” aired in 1971.

In Earl Hamner’s novel, The Homecoming (1970), upon which the series pilot is based, Olivia Spencer makes two applesauce cakes for Christmas. She is apprehensive because her husband Clay, who’s been working in the city far from home, is late returning home on Christmas Eve. She tries to hide her worry from the children by asking them to help her crack black walnuts for the cakes.

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friday feast: two poetic peas in a pod

 

Did you know that June is National Fresh Fruit and Vegetable Month?

Let’s celebrate with PEAS!

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Today, we have not one, but TWO perfectly penned pea poems (one of them by a poet named Penny). I’ve titled this post “Two Poetic Peas in a Pod,” because the similarities between the poems are quite uncanny. Both are entitled “Shelling Peas,” both refer to fond childhood memories with grandmothers, both contain references to little boats from children’s literature, and both are written in seven stanzas. To top it off, both poets live in New Jersey (the Garden State), and their first names contain five letters (“e” + double consonant + “y”). I mean, what are the chances?!

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jammin’ into june

"Then followed that beautiful season . . . Summer . . .
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape/Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood." ~
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Okay, how did this happen? It’s June already?

Doesn’t matter what the calendar says. Summer has already hit Virginia with my "favorite" menu of H’s: hazy, hot, humid. Hell’s bells, if you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen!

Since I can’t and don’t want to do that, I’ll just have to requisition a few extra hunkalicious hotties to cool me off with palm fronds and tall glasses of sweet tea. (It would help tremendously if they all resembled Colin Firth and/or George Clooney and had the songwriting chops of Bob Dylan.)

Ooh, ooh! Have to share this video that was posted on the When Bob Met Woody Facebook Page. Hubba hubba! Hopefully, this will temporarily silence some of the misguided folks who constantly complain about Dylan’s singing voice. Every word is intelligible.


Okay, where was I? So, what mischief have you been up to? Did you have a good Memorial Day weekend? We took it easy and slow; actually, we were forced to on Sunday since we had a morning power outage. Couldn’t plug in, charge up, cook or flush — when the power goes out, our well pump doesn’t work, so no water to wash or rinse. You’ll be happy to know we somehow managed to remain fair of face. Amazing what bathing in a few dewdrops will do. ☺

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