It's the fourth of July and I am filled with either REALLY INTENSE FEELINGS about not being on someone's yaught off the shore of
Sprite Island or BBQing on
compo beach OR I am sailing into that time of the month. Either way, I need my America fix. Vito has come home feeling moody and since cooking always cheers him up, suggests a homestyle favorite: cornbread. Yasssssss. I am very down.
He will attempt the classic Betty Crocker variety, without buttermilk, because that doesn't effing exist in this country, like so many other very useful things (more on that later).
So this is what it is supposed to look like-
UPDATE: We made some delicious cornbread. We spread Vito's mother's homemade cherry jam from their trees in Puglia on it! See below!
I'm obsessed with cornbread! I was in Iowa this past weekend and ate quite a bit of smoked cornbread with tiny corn bits in it! Delish. I suggest you dress in red white and blue today to feel more patriotic.
ReplyDeleteOhhhh that sounds yummy! Pia and Jed and Vito and I went to Bel Canto in Lisbon for a 14 course tasting menu which was DIVINE, and ate cornbread with Rosemary Ash Butter and it was fabulous. I need to learn how to make that!
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