Bronze Chrysanthemums Mean Fall
It’s fall here on the Palouse, for sure. Cold, damp, muddy–but with occasional bursts of brilliant sunshine, some amazing last-ditch blooming and fruiting.
We’re being initiated into the world of athletic participation: Little Sunshine has joined the junior high cross-country team. After 43 years of avoiding even the most ancillary whisker of an athletic event, I’ve had to get with the program. There’s a lot to learn–and other parents are way ahead of me. I’m still figuring out what to bring to a meet (hint: my coat, some gloves, a hat, hot coffee, a chair, and several afghans), and how to budget my time (hint: cross off the whole day, and add knitting to the list of items to bring). I’m sure by the time Tuxedo Boy is clocking his three miles, I’ll have the whole thing down pat.
To celebrate the successful meet (nephew Steam Boy and niece Amaryllis, as well as Little Sunshine, were all competing), I made my own version of the beautiful cake on the cover of Country Living, which is L.S.’s new favorite magazine. Although they tried to dress it up, it’s really a good old-fashioned Silhouette Cake, such as you’d find in any 1920s cookbook. So instead of their chocolate-pumpkin spice cake (which just sounds nasty), I used my tried and true King Arthur Devil’s Food, with plain old butter cream frosting, and then ran the chocolate ganache from the magazine over the top. What do you think?