I am an emotional baker. Nervous, happy, sad, worried, elated- whatever the emotion, I head to my Kitchenaid. I began this blog a few years ago and have noted how quickly the seasons change. Nevertheless, the kids are fairly independent, leaving me with a little extra time on my hands. I thought about training for a marathon, but my treadmill is broken. . .
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Holiday Pumpkin Bread
I’m completely outnumbered in my family. They all prefer their pumpkin bread, muffins, or bars with chocolate chips. I think the blend of spices is lost against the chocolate. However, tonight I bake for my Sunday School class. Now that B is back from school, he will rejoin us in class tomorrow, along with several others who have returned for Christmas break. I’m excited to see them all and hear of their experiences.
I’m also excited for the program that the choir has prepared. I did not inherit Mom’s musical talents. However, she taught us many hymns, most of which I still have memorized. If I had to pick a favorite—“O Holy Night”. I’ve been singing it to myself in many a quiet moments this week.—Part of my refocusing effort to remind me the reason for the season.
So, if baking for a friend, or neighbor is on your list, you can make these bars the way B likes them.
Begin with Mom’s Holiday Pumpkin Bread. Spread the ingredients in the pan, omitting nuts and chocolate chips. Scatter 12 oz. chocolate chips on top of batter and then bake. I came in once they were cooled drizzling on a half of a can of white frosting.
Tomorrow in class, we are discussing our most memorable Christmases. And the thought by Thomas S. Monson, “The Christmases we remember best generally have little to do with worldly goods, but a lot to do with families, with love, and with compassion and caring.”
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