I believe I have posted this before but my recent family guests have suggested I definitely post it again.
I think it is the quickest cake. I put it together as I was making coffee and an hour later we had cooled down cake. Not bad. And, since we have such a plethora of raspberries I went wild with them.
So, get out a cast iron skillet and a bowl & whisk.
In the skillet melt:
½ stick unsalted butter until the foam subsides, add 1 C. brown sugar, stir once, let cook undisturbed for 3 minutes, quickly pull off the heat and add your fruit to the top, no stirring!
In the meantime place in your bowl:
1 stick melted unsalted butter
2/3 C. sugar
1 tsp. vanilla
2 fresh eggs
¾ C. buttermilk or regular milk with some vinegar in it
Whisk well, add:
1.5 C. flour
1.5 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. soda
½ tsp. salt
Pour batter on top of fruit and bake in oven at 350 for ½ to ¾ hour. I think it’s done in ½ hour but am not sure as I never check the clock. Put a toothpick in the top, if it’s dry it’s done.
Amazing cake. Because the butter is “browned” it’s a richer taste. It tastes better even days later if you have any left. I like to refrigerate it and eat it with coffee the next morning….really early. I don’t know – it just seems special then.
We went up North to check on our boat for an overnight. It was 10 degrees cooler up there which is not saying much but a pleasant relief. 85 instead of 95 at night. We have a hatch over our bunk with a fab view of the stars and usually an amazing buffeting breeze. Pretty dandy! This is a picture of our neighbor. I love this little boat. We have yet to see anyone on any boat though. Sometimes we can hear voices at night but it is the quietest harbor. We have noticed the really big boats, Concordia’s, etc. are not there anymore. Where did they go? We drove up the road to Brooklin to see a building I would just love to have as a cafe…it’s an old Grange Hall. I keep checking on it just in case someone buys our place here. Alas, that is where all the big boats are – they’ve moved up to Joel White’s yard (and water). Something is going on….hummmm.
In the meantime I love the quiet. This cove has tons of seals in that come visit. It’s nice.
While there we always visit this bookshop:
This is the Pushcart Press. This guy, Bill Henderson, has the most amazing books crammed in this shop. Most people have never heard of him but, I have to say, you need to check this out. He publishes among many others this particular book each year which is “Best of the Presses” everyone is a well known author. It is such a treat. We keep the best of’s on the boat as they are short stories and good for a quick read. I bought J.M.G. LeClezio’s Desert last week. OMG, it’s fab. All about the Desert tribes in Africa. This guy won the Nobel Prize in Literature. Descriptive….it’s mesmerizing the way he describes the colors and heat. I read and read and it makes me drowsy from the heat. A beautiful, outstanding book! Yesterday I bought Small Misty Mountain; The Awanadjo Almanack by Rob McCall. Referred to as: Nature’s Year in a Downeast Village. Another great book. We listen to this man on NPR all the time. Wow. An exciting find! He’s from Blue Hill which is just where our boat is. What a place. And, if we ever sell this place that will be our new home.
Another shot of just how small this bookshop is:
We drove home late yesterday trying to get to the Hamilton House for the music in the garden series…4 p.m. We wanted to see Cormac McCarthy sing – a local folksinger, not sure they are called that anymore. Anyhow, we’ve known him forever! It was great but wicked bittersweet as on the ride home my friend Patti called to say Billy Morrissey, another local who I have known since he was perhaps 17 or so and is best friends with Cormac passed away this week-end. Bummer, bummer, bummer. Talented person. The sadness was just too much so it was kind of hard to enjoy the music yesterday. Poor Cormac had such troubles staying focused but didn’t tell anyone what the problem was. The audience must have thought he was terrible. Totally forgot songs half way through, etc. Tough.
Another day, another beautiful day, moving along…….I need to cook something new, fresh, exciting and summery. I’m looking and thinking………