Celebrations, Diet

Fudge: Pondering Good and Evil

Good and evil. Often, it’s easy to know the difference. To decide. To choose. “Always do what’s right,” was one of my father’s trademark lines.

But then, there are the in-between cases, the not-so-sure situations, the maybe yes or maybe no’s of morality.

As I grow older, I’m seeing the line more blurred, the answers not always so simple.   Hence my Fudge Prayer, posted especially in honor of  upcoming Valentine’s Day. (As an aside,  some women and men find this holiday almost holy; others see it as the work of the underworld.)

Anyway, back to moral quandaries and fudge.  Let us pray:

Dear God,

I can’t decide if fudge,

Is good or evil.

Cocoa beans, sugar, rich butter,

Confection of good delight

Or calories of evil to the body temple.

The fudge is gone,


Not unlike the cat and canary.

And now I offer this

Grateful Prayer of Thanksgiving

Or this humble Prayer of Repentance.

Amen and Amen.

What about you? Is chocolate a gift from above or an enticement of the devil? What other cases of good and evil do you debate with yourself and among family and friends?

Photo:  It’s your decision, of course, but here’s the recipe for the fudge in the picture.  If you decide to cook up a batch, just announce, “The Good Saint Valentine made me do it”

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Diet, Menopause

Menopausal Pounds (Yuck) and Pound Cake (Yum!)

Anybody remember the Mary Tyler Moore episode in which Rhoda is contemplating eating a piece of chocolate?  She says, in that wonderful Rhoda tone, “I don’t know why I’m putting this in my mouth.  I should just apply it directly to my hips.” An older Rhoda might say, “And my stomach and my upper arms and my rear and my thighs, and for jolly good measure, my chin.”

We can talk more about weight gain on Friend for the Ride, but for now, I just want to say that I wish I had believed the rumor:  Weight gain and menopause are like cake and icing.  They’re buddies.

I should have been more careful while on the Wild Roller Coaster.   If you’re comfortable with some weight gain, of course you can relax a bit.  But if you want to watch gaining weight, approach The Great Pause with some gastronomic caution.  You’re not in Kansas anymore.

That said, we still need to eat cake!  Just not as much.  The cakes on display at the NC State Fair this week reminded me of my mom’s easy pound cake recipe.  Bake one up, have a modest but delicious slice, and share the rest:

 Mom’s  Easy Pound Cake

2 sticks of butter, softened

2 cups sugar,

2 cups flour

5 eggs

Mix all ingredients.  Flavor with two teaspoons vanilla, 4 tablespoons of brandy or bourbon, or any other flavoring you choose.  Bake at 350 degrees in a greased tube pan for 50-60 minutes until a knife comes out clean.  This freezes well.  Note:  I haven’t ever baked the pound cake in a loaf pan.  I think it would probably work, but if it looks too high, try two smaller loaf pans.

Photo:   This lucky pound cake was a Blue Ribbon Winner at the North Carolina State Fair.  Nothing could be finer than pound cake in Carolina (or Minnesota or California or Australia or Guam or wherever you live!)

Giveaway Winner!  This first giveaway broke my heart because I wanted to send each of you who entered a book. Thank you for your interest in Purple Mountain Majesties.   The winner is Cathy,and her book will soon be in the mail.