Way back when, shortly after I started this blog, I came across Forgotten Bookmarks, a unique blog written by Mr. Popek, proprietor of a used and rare bookstore. His blog shares the items that he finds between the pages of the books that come through his shop. I suspect that this is the kind of shop where one could easily become lost in the stacks. Glorious. I'm going there some day. Sans kids.
Amongst the notes, photos, postcards, and other bits and pieces are handwritten recipes. The thought had crossed my mind that it might be fun to make them, but I was in the middle of my 365 project and one thing led to another and I never did. Right now, though, I'm in a bit of a blogging slump, so it seems the time to give some of them a try. I sent Mr. Popek an email, and he graciously agreed to have me recreate these recipes. Don't know that I'll have one everyday, but occasionally I'll try one out and see how it turns out.
So Johnny Appleseed Bars it is. You can see the original post here. It was found in a copy of one of my favorite books, a 1943 edition of Charlotte Bronte. I changed the order of the ingredients for the recipe to make sense. Here we go:
Peel and slice 2 cups of apples. I did this first coz I didn't want the dough to get dry while I was doing it. So. Peel first. Plop in water. Set aside.
Julia took this one, and it shows my weird thumbs in all their glory, so it had to be posted.
You know those doors where you push down the latch with your thumb? I saw a cartoon the other day, can't think of what it was (Wild Kratts? Word Girl?), and the bad character, a woman, had one short thumb and couldn't open the door in a moment of crisis.
I found it sadly amusing.
Beat together 1 egg, 1 tsp vanilla, and 1/2 cup oil.
Still in the bag.
You ponder the notion that you're gradually losing your mind.
Then you put 2/3 cup sugar in with the egg and such and mix well.
In a separate bowl, mix 1 cup flour, 1/2 tsp salt, and 1 tsp baking soda. Add to the wet ingredients. Then stir in 1-1/2 cup oats.
At first, I thought they'd taste just like apple crisp. They're similar, yes, but not the same. They so remind me of something my grandmother would make. Full of hearty goodness. The kids want to make them again, and both had two pieces. I think a little bit of whipped cream would be nice on top.
So there you have it. Who knows when this was written up, but probably not yesterday. Not that it matters, because good recipes stand the test of time.
So. Make these. They're a great, wintertime, comfort square.