Thursday, August 14, 2014

Old Friends + An Old Recipe

This summer, I've had a chance to reconnect with some very old friends. I'm not much for keeping in touch. I never have been. The Farmer and I are always so busy keeping up with what we have going on and we never make the time. It's not one of my better traits but it is who I am. 

A couple weeks ago, Julia and I headed off to New Jersey for a family reunion of sorts. My sisters and I threw a party for our Mom who is having a big birthday soon. I had the chance to see so many friends from my childhood and it was quite fun to hear what everyone is up to and to see the parents of my childhood friends that are still in my Mom's fantastic circle of friendship and family. 

Life throws you many curveballs and life has not turned out the way my teenage friends and I ever thought it would. We all have our independent and family challenges and I think about them often as things happen in their lives (even if I never write, never call - ooohhh Kristin!). I think back to the innocent days of our teenage life and how we used to dream about everything that was before us. The beauty of youth - all the possibilities and none of the cares of adulthood - it is a wonderful thing, isn't it? I see my newly 16 year old Julia going through this now with everything possible. It is fun to watch her travel this journey, listen to her dreams, and wonder how it will all end up. 

When my sisters and my friends were growing up, we were in a 4-H Club called The Tasty Basters. Mom was the intrepid leader. So much of my teenage life revolved around making things for 4-H to enter in the County 4-H Fair and then later at the State level. All summer, I would sew, quilt, and embroider to get things ready for entry (I did not knit back then). Now when I think back on it, it was a lovely way to spend a summer. I used to set my sewing machine up outside and sew in the shade of the dogwood tree so that I wouldn't waste my time and be productive while still enjoying the outdoors. Sounds a bit nutty now for a teenager to be doing that but I still love to sit outside and stitch or knit. 

Food and baked goods always seemed to be part of our teenage good times equation. (We were the Tasty Basters - clever huh? - basting fabrics, basting threads, tasting everything.) I was talking with my friend Laura at the party and we were reminiscing about recipes we used to bake (there wasn't much cooking - it was mostly baking sweet treats). She said that most of the recipes her Mom and Grandmom used to cook and bake have disappeared sadly. 

Because food is such a legacy to family life (at least ours and possibly to yours), I came home and dug out my old handwritten recipe loose leaf book to see if I could find some of those old favorites and maybe recover some of Laura's family's lost recipes. 

This book has traveled with me through teen years, to college, and then to every home I have lived in. I look through it and see the phases of my life - places I have lived, people who I've met. It is a rather remarkable slice of my life. Thank goodness I still have it, even it is falling apart and has a burned cover.

Laura's Mom used to make Hermit Bars which were legendary. I can still remember the taste of these things - the softness of the bar with the spices and raisins and nuts adding to the baked goodness. The aroma when you walked into their home as a batch was coming out of the oven. This morning, I dug around and found a hand-written card with the recipe that Laura sent to me when I was living in Colorado going to grad school. It is the recipe which I am sharing here with you today. 

Mrs. T's Spicy Hermit Bars

2 cups raisins
1/2 cup butter (we used margarine in the old days)
1 1/2 cups sugar
2 eggs
2 cups flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
1 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 cup chopped walnuts

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Cover raisins with water and simmer for 15 minutes. Drain and let cool. 

Cream the butter with the sugar until light and fluffy. Add the eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. 

Sift dry ingredients including spices together. Add to the creamed butter mixture. Add cooled raisins and chopped nuts. Fold in thoroughly. Pour into greased and floured 9 x 13" pan. 

Bake for 35 to 40 minutes. Let cool in pan. Cut into squares. See how long they last. YUM.


Louise Cady-Fernandes said...

I love your reflections on teenagehood and all your memories. And hermit bars! Man oh man...

hawknitr13 said...

Everything you post is wonderful reading and visually stimulating! Lovely stitching and yummy bars!

Esther said...

I enjoyed reading your recollections of the summers of your youth. It reminded me of all the creative crafting I also did during the long summer breaks. How wonderful that you could find the Hermit Bar recipe for your friend. I treasure my mother's recipe box filled with handwritten cards from her, family and friends. Thank you for sharing Mrs. T's recipe, it now is stored in my recipe box and I look forward to making and sharing them. They sound delish!!

Diane said...

Loved what you is so true, when we are teens everything is before us (although I still look ahead to more fun days). I do often wonder why food kind of goes in cycles. My grandmother made a wonderful cut sugar cookie that was so perfect, even with her recipe I have never been able to duplicate it. I have often said that she coaxed food and ingredients along, because she had the time. Such busy days we live in!

Lindy said...

I remember my Mom baking Hermit Bars - had forgotten all about them until your post. :D BTW - I really miss the knitting - sure hope you'll do some more soon.

Loco Lindy said...

I remember a teacher telling us in high school that our class would, collectively, experience many unexpected things in life including illnesses, accidents, etc. I was reflecting on this very thing recently as I thought of classmates that have had cancer, mental illness, paralysis, as well as many great achievements and adventures. We just never know..... But amidst our hardships it's amazing the beautiful little memories that stand out... A walk alone in a wood, a particular book, sewing under a tree, and the smell of hermit bars.....

Susan said...

The Hermit Bars were delish! Thanks for the recipe.