In February of 2008 I was living in Nashville, finishing up graduate school at Vanderbilt University. One Friday morning in February I boarded a plane bound for Chicago, heading to my parents’ house to surprise them for Shabbat. My mother had just finished chemotherapy for breast cancer, and on the phone she sounded worn out…
For the Cake: Cooking spray 3 cups walnut halves 3/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon 1/2 cup sugar 4 large eggs, separated 2 teaspoons finely grated orange zest 1 teaspoon vanilla extract (optional) Pinch of kosher salt 3/4 cup chopped pitted dates For the Glaze: 2 ounces bittersweet chocolate, chopped 4 tablespoons unsalted margarine (for meat meal)…
A group of Holocaust survivors is accusing an Austrian bakery of criminally bad taste. The MKOe Mauthausen Committee has filed a complaint against Tortendesign, a bakery outside Vienna that frosts swastikas, SS symbols and babies giving the Nazi salute on its cakes. The designs violate Austrian laws that prohibit the display of Nazi symbols in…
Devotees of the mouth-watering recipes for rugelach, babka, and kichel in “The Jewish Holiday Baker” (Schocken, 1997) by the eminent Joan Nathan may be reluctant to associate Jewish tradition with the toy-like, fondant-covered cake-objects produced mainly to amuse the eye by Duff Goldman’s Baltimore-based Charm City Cakes, the home of a Food Network series “Ace…
Mmmmmmmmm Around this time of year, my kitchen is overflowing with bowls of local apples from my friend’s farms. On Rosh Hashana, Farmer Leon brought over a few honey crisps which as the name implies are crisp, delicious, and spicy sweet. I saved a few of these special gems for a break fast cake. While…
Q: What do you do when you have so many home grown zucchini your friends won’t answer the door when you try to share your harvest? A: Find a car with an open window. The triumph and the tragedy of the summer growing season is the sheer fecundity of gardens and farms. How to partake…
Yesterday, I had brunch at my friend’s apartment. It was a steamy Sunday morning – the kind where it could rain any second and your hair (or at least my hair) becomes simultaneously flat, frizzy, and full of weirdly-placed curls. French toast and eggs seemed too heavy for such a morning. But luckily, at some…
Several months ago, The Jew & The Carrot featured the recipe for my mom’s amazing chocolate cake – the one that my brother and I begged for every birthday – mostly for the thrill of eating sweet, homemade frosting directly off the beaters. Then yesterday, a reader sent me the following email: “Long ago you…
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