As we flip the calendar and leave July, we leave behind National Ice Cream Month, which was first declared by President Reagan in 1984. August usually brings even hotter temperatures and higher humidity to Philly. What better way to beat the heat than to enjoy some icy indulgences?
“Oh, I forgot to add the blueberries!” exclaimed Aunt Doris, who frequently brings her fabulous blueberry cake to share after our art class each week. We are not blood relatives, but Aunt Doris is the kind of person anyone would wish to have as an aunt. And she makes some mean cakes.
When he visits your house on Christmas Eve, don’t disappoint that man in the red suit and white beard. A batch or two of homemade cookies is a sure way to share the jollies of the jingle-bell season. After all, a journey of about 3,400 miles, as the reindeer fly, is worthy of a special treat. Everyone loves Christmas cookies, especially the original, jolly, Jelly Belly. But he does get some cookie consumption competition at my house around holiday time.