The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. – Marcel Proust
Today’s post was supposed to be a slam dunk. I had my recipe, fresh ingredients, and high hopes of beautiful pictures snapped perfectly, decorating my post like never before. The plan was perfectly formed in my mind, certainly nothing could go wrong.
I waited to prepare my Green Tomato Cake until I was at my daughter’s home babysitting my grandson on my regular Tuesday morning. I specifically wanted to use her bundt pan. She graciously offered it for use anytime I might need it, just the week before. Now you must know, I covet her bundt pan. It is modern, with all sorts of peaks and valleys in wonderful geometric patterns. It is much more interesting than the one I have had for decades, dull and a bit boring, but trustworthy. During the moments my grandson napped I chopped, grated, stirred and snapped pictures and then lovingly slid that beautiful bundt pan in the oven to bake for its allotted time
Oh how beautiful that cake looked when I pulled it from the oven, perfectly browned with flecks of gold and green from the green tomatoes and raisins. I couldn’t wait to get that cake out of the pan and onto its pedestal that was waiting patiently, pleasingly aligned on the table for a picture perfect moment.
I am sure you have guessed by now that the best laid plans sometimes go awry and pride definitely goes before a fall (I am sure I will get a prize for overusing metaphors here). Try as I may, I could not get that cake to budge even an inch out of that perfectly formed bundt pan. I am glad my grandson was sleeping because the few choice words I was using were not made for little boys ears.
When that cake finally did release it came out in chunks and pieces that was enough to make this grown woman cry. What now am I to do? My post needs to be done. It is Tuesday after all, and that is what I do on Tuesdays. I post! Life as I know it will stop, the world will stop revolving and I will lose all credibility if my post isn’t on Tuesday.
I discovered in that moment of raving lunacy that my life did not stop, the world kept revolving, and my credibility is most likely still intact. And with that discovery came a few new ideas that might not have been formed if I hadn’t taken the time to see with new eyes.
Continuity is a great idea, but it is okay to throw in a bit of variety now and again. It spices things up and keeps you on your toes. A benefit from this mishap came with the idea of presenting 25 Days of Holiday Cookies with reflections on Christmas around the world, which will start on December 1st (God willing and the creek don’t rise). I am excited to share this time leading up to Christmas with you and hope it will be meaningful.
Today’s recipe as you can see is not the Green Tomato Bundt Cake I planned to make. You can find that recipe here . I couldn’t bring myself to try again. The Pure and Simple Whole Wheat Apple and Green Tomato Bread is a worthy and delicious replacement. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Shari, this recipe looks delish, but your story is delightful – now that it’s over, lol. It definitely shows the life of a blogger, and for me, thanks for the laugh and the empathy that I’m not the only one with mishaps. You did a great job with this post. Thanks, Carrie, A Mother’s Shadow
Thanks Carrie. A lot sure has happened since I wrote that post last year. I think I have learned to roll with the punches. Good thing because they seem to occur pretty regularly. It was fun to take a short trip back down memory lane.
Blessings,
Shari