The 7th Annual BYC Easter Hatch-A-Long!

[Grub Digger]

This looks like fun! I would also like to join in

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[Cynthia12]

I want in!!!! Hopefully will be setting Rhodebars

 

[ronott1]

This looks like fun! I would also like to join in

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It is great to have you hatching with us!

 

[Cynthia12]

Impatiently waiting for that first pip. Ahhhhh the agony!

Hi Saris! I am also hatching. I got my first pip last night, now have three. The first one to pip seems to be working on getting into that zip!

 

[Cynthia12]

Will be setting chicken eggs for this Hatch A Long Please enter me.

 

[Eps32]

I'm in!!

 

[Cynthia12]

This looks like fun! I would also like to join in

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[Cynthia12]

I'm in!!

 

[draye]

This looks like fun!  I would also like to join in !

Oh it is fun!

Lots of nice people too, especially me! Ha ha.

 

[Penny Hen]

I am in! And if you can be fine with a May delivery I will donate a recipe book that I am putting together. My mother and I were sorting through some boxes of stuff that had been hastily shoved in the basement last year (Jeff Foxworthy: If you have more than one family's possessions stored in your basement....You might be a Redneck.)

I pulled out of a box of mostly junk an innocuous composition book. I looked in it and it was full of hand written recipes. The writing wasn't my mom's but their were familiar elements to it. As I flipped through the pages I finally realized when I had last seen the handwriting. This was penned by my Great Grandma Henson! She always did the New York Times crossword puzzle everyday. I last saw her handwriting when I was 10.

One of the recipe's is a chocolate cake that we have estimated is 160 years old by knowing who in the family baked that cake. It is so old that you have to hand beat it or it will be only as good as a box cake. When you hand beat it it is as dark as black walnuts and melts in your mouth. You don't even need icing. Hot with vanilla ice cream was my favorite way to eat it.

She originally came from Texas with Grandpa Henson. When their daughter (Grandma Fern) was four years old in 1910 they moved from Texas to Arkansas in a covered wagon. She saw the world move from horse and wagon through two World Wars to the moon walk. She was a teacher and told all of us great-grand children that our mind was a muscle and it had to be exercised or is would get feeble. She kept her mind sharp until the very last year of her life when her health broke down. She was a tiny woman, only 4' 11" but huge in presence.

I have been working on digitizing the recipes. I also want to cook each of them and photograph the dishes. I started doing it mostly as a family history project to be distributed to my cousins. But it occurs to me that other people might like the recipes too.

Kat Kestner