So my friend Kim Ode gets a cookbook deal with the Minnesota Historical Society right? This was a couple years back, and she was commissioned to write a book filled with stories and recipes told to her, and submitted by the members of the Saint Paul Bread Club.
I'll never forget the conversation that ensued after I e-mailed her my entries....
Kim Ode - "Hey Klecko, thanks for sending these recipes over" pause-pause-pause "But I'm not sure if you are aware of this, but they don't have mixing instructions, bake times or any helpful hints that will explain the process to the reader."
Now I love Kim Ode as Christ loves the Church, but "recipes" have always been a sore spot of mine.
Klecko - "Yeah, I know....I gave you the formula's, not recipes."
The only way you can detect when Kim Ode gets pissed off is through silence, and she was currently displaying a full jag of not saying a word.
Klecko - "Seriously, how do you expect these people to get any better if we water down every last component? Do you want me to place it in their oven as well?"
Klecko - "Think about it, my grandmother, and yours too never needed weights or measures in their recipes, just an ingredient list, and they knew how to turn it into something you could build traditions around. Furthermore my granny wasn't even considered proficient by her click, but she understood how to cook and bake from repetition."
More silence, and more........and more - lol, now I was getting a little scared.
Klecko - "Today's generation is getting jipped Kim. Woman who were born in the 60's lost their connection to food for the first time in history because they needed to emancipate their gender. Now this is a good thing, but part of that meant that they had to feel liberated, and part of that liberation came from stepping out of the kitchen. they didn't want to be Stepford Wives, the modern woman could outsource through fast food and Swanson's frozen meals. She could be a "player." But alas my friend, now we have an entire generation od soccer moms that is repentant because they can't bake a single loaf of bread for their kids PB&J's or a sheet pan of brownies for the church basement.....ARGH, don't get me started on church though, kids don't know their scriptures anymore....this entire nation is Biblically illiterate. The only way you can master anything thing in this world is through repetition and assessment of failure."
The silence continued as you can imagine, and hit the same levels as the Edgar Allen Poe's heart in the "Tell Tale Heart"
Like the stories protagonist, my logic, my train of thought, my own voice droning on...well it too almost drove me to insanity!
Kim - "Shut up and send me the recipes."
I did, and her book "Baking with the Saint Paul Bread Club" ended up being nominated for book of the year.
Sigh.....I LOVE Kim Ode