Today, I will bake.
I will remember, I will be sad, I will meditate.
I will honor the tragic memory of September 11, 2001.
But I won’t write about it. Not today.
Instead, I’ll share a memory, and a recipe.
Home Economics. It was required for all girls, while the boys went to Shop class. That gender bias was to be remedied much later, but it worked for the mid 1960’s.
Kuchen was the first item we mastered, and I proudly shared the recipe with my mother, copied on an index card in my 9th grade handwriting. **
It is the German word for cake, but a much less sweet and lighter version, almost like a cross between cake/bread/pie crust, and great when topped with fresh fruit, or canned fruit filling.
There are many variations using yeast and custard filling. This one has neither, and only features 2 Tablespoons of sugar in an 8 inch pie.
It was a perfect solution for the basket of peaches that ripened all at once while I was away.
A simple recipe. A heartwarming memory. Always a family favorite.
Sift together 1 cup flour, 1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder, 2 Tablespoons sugar. Blend in 1/4 cup shortening until crumbly.
In a measuring cup, beat one egg, add milk to make 1/2 cup liquid. Add this to flour mixture. Pat dough into an ungreased 8 inch pie plate.
Top with fresh peaches, peeled and sliced. ( I use 3-5 peaches, enough to cover.) Sprinkle with cinnamon. Bake 20 minutes at 400 degrees until lightly browned.
**I retrieved that slightly grease-stained recipe card years ago from my mother; it was nice to have something written in my 13 year old hand.
That kuchen looks goooooood. Home Ec was offered at my high school in the mid-1980s. But it wasn’t required. No, I didn’t take it. 😉
I was impressed that my kids took both Shop and Home Ec…why not ? Thanks, Julie.☺
It’s too bad that the two classes are no longer politically correct. They teach useful skills that both boys and girls can use.
I turned 13 that December. ☺
That is still young to me. That means you graduated H.S. At age 16.
No..you’re so right, Bugs, I had to go back and do the math…I was 13 in 9th grade, 17 at graduation and beginning of college. My bad. Will have to edit. Thanks. ☺
LOL I was so confused!
What a great way to reflect and remember, thanks for sharing!
Thanks, Vic, I was working at a business class hotel with many NYC clients when it happened. I’ll write my memory some day, just not today. 💔
I am so hungry but woke prematurely and so long to go back to bed. Your pic looks so good I think I’ll head to the kitchen…
There you go….☺ I often serve this warm for breakfast.
Stop, please. LOL.
That cake looks good Van. I did Home Economics too Van, but then I went to an all girls’ school ! WE didn’t get to do the good stuff like woodwork or metalwork!
Funny thing, my daughter won a prize for her wood construction, and my son was a fine cook…it works to mix it up a bit ! Thanks, Judy. ☺
It certainly does, I made up for it later when I joined the Army! 🙂
My school also separated us into Home Economics and Shop. We made scrambled eggs. I think our teacher had much lower expectations for our culinary accomplishments, or she was prophetic since I still can’t cook! 🙂
Our second challenge was Sauerbraten and spaetzel..I’m thinking Mrs. Lutz was German, at the time, I wasn’t paying attention. ☺
Wow. That’s cool. I can’t remember what else we made, but I’m sure it was as lame as scrambled eggs. 🙂
Oh, I wish you had included a photo of the card 😃. The kuchen looks yummy.
It’s funny you should say that, Jane, I thought about it. It’s pretty faded and stained with Crisco. ☺ Not a pretty pic.
Thanks. I have some many stained recipes in my cookbook. I love them. This one looks great!
I took quite a few that were in my mother’s writing, this was one of the only one of mine as a child. ☺
Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
Sometimes rememberance is recreating something that brings back loving memories of people we have lost. I mad my father’s spaghetti bolognaise for our guests last night.. September 11th was also my parent’s wedding anniversary and my father prepared this meal every Saturday for all of us for as long as I can remember. Love and respect and a great recipe of Peach Kuchen.
How sweet to make your father’s special meal…I get it. Thanks for the reblog, Sally. It was the only thing I was comfortable talking about yesterday. Glad you understand. 💔
This sounds great! We made cookies!
September 11th is a hard day to deal with…whether to write about it, ignore it or what??!! Even though I’m Australian, it was a global tragedy where so many innocent lives were taken and our world changed forever. My husband and I were married on Sunday 9th September and we flew to New Zealand for our honeymoon on the morning of September 12 feeling like the world was about to end. WE just didn’t know what was going to happen next.
Due to the proximity to our wedding anniversary, I try not to dwell on it too much on the day. I wanted to reclaim our day. That said, perhaps we could light a candle or something.
By the way Mrs Lutz is a very German surname. I am half German and grew up with all that type of food when I visited my grandparents. I also lived in Heidelberg in Germany for 6 months back in 1992. xx Rowena
Kudos on recovering your anniversary date, that was special. I often wonder about the perspective from other nations, thanks for your lovely comment, Rowena. ❤️ Candle lighting sounds so appropriate.
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I love this recipe, Van! My grandmother always made Kuchen in the summer with whatever fruit we had available. This looks spectacular. ❤
I love its simplicity, Colleen, hope you try it sometime. ☺ Thanks.
I will adapt it to be gluten-free, VAn. Sounds perfect!
Thank you, Van.
You’re welcome, George, sometimes, I have to step away. ☺
I will try this recipe. It looks simple and tasty the way I like to bake. I refused to take Home Ec when in High School in the 70s because they taught baking by cake mix and I was already baking from scratch. I was also sewing my own clothes so that was not something I was willing to be told how to do.
Simple always attracts me in the kitchen. I do many recipes with 5 ingredients or less. My mother and grandmother dominated in the kitchen, we were dismissed mostly. So I embraced Home Ec, and worked my way into those skills. You started young..wonderful. ☺
Thanks so much. I missed your comment earlier. It went into a Spam folder. Glad I noticed. ☺