Thursday, December 31, 2009

Happy New Year

Abraham 4:14
And the Gods organized the lights in the expanse of the heaven, and caused them to divide the day from the night; and organized them to be for signs and for seasons, and for days and for years;

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Just Glad to Be Here

This is where I am right now.
Hubby's whole family moved up here and we try to get to see them when we can.

I just figured out the source of my current headache; the cold, the snow and the altitude.

I was born to be a sea-level California girl.
I love to visit but my body will be glad to get back to the ocean.

Saturday, December 19, 2009


I made it all this way without giving in to winter depression. With the solstice only a few days away I am hopeful that I will soon be feeling better.

I'm glad the early Christians appeased the pagans by celebrating Christmas in the winter. It gives some of us a needed source of joy during the days of less light.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

This is what I think . . .

Sonnet CXVI

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

(thanks bill)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


Even before we got romantic, Larry and I would start celebrating on his birthday (18 August) and end on my birthday (27 Aug.) As the years went by it became a tradition.
Now pretty much the whole month of August is up for grabs.

We started by going to the Pantages Theater and seeing these people:

Eventhough the Pantages is a movie theater and the acoustics are not the best and the bathrooms and lobby are too small, its lots of fun! Besides, how many times do you get to see Topol?

I love walking to the theater and reading the stars on the sidewalk. I really do act like a tourist.

Anyway that's how we started our birthdays' celebrations.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

There are some of these left.

Tonight one of my elderly patients became confused and anxious. We could not convince her that she was in the hospital nor to return to her bed (at one am) and she would not cooperate with her planned care.

I called her physician (not something that is generally pleasant in the wee hours of the morning) and after I told him what was going on and answered his questions he offered to talk to the patient and try and calm her down.

It worked. She trusted him, her mentation returned to the hospital. In spite of the fact that she maintained that someone had stolen her purse she calmed enough to return to bed and try to sleep.

Although becoming rarer, good primary medical care does still exist. There are practitioners fighting for the health and well being of their patients.

I'm happy I get to witness the good stuff.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

I must be really tired.

I just got verklempt watching M*A*S*H.
The episode where Radar goes home.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009


Carmel Corn . . .

. . .anyone?

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

In a Musical Mood Today

A winter's day
In a deep and dark december;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
Its laughter and its loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Dont talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

They Just Keep on Rollin'

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes,
well you might find
You get what you need.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Speaking of George Carlin . .

I really like his bit on "stuff." I hadn't realized what an old word/concept that was. Whatever the concept in Hebrew, it was translated in the Court of King James as "stuff."

"Also regard not your stuff; for the good of all the land of Egypt is yours." Genesis

Here's George's take on it:

Actually this is just a place for my stuff, ya know? That's all, a little place for my stuff. That's all I want, that's all you need in life, is a little place for your stuff, ya know? I can see it on your table, everybody's got a little place for their stuff. This is my stuff, that's your stuff, that'll be his stuff over there. That's all you need in life, a little place for your stuff. That's all your house is: a place to keep your stuff. If you didn't have so much stuff, you wouldn't need a house. You could just walk around all the time.A house is just a pile of stuff with a cover on it. You can see that when you're taking off in an airplane. You look down, you see everybody's got a little pile of stuff. All the little piles of stuff. And when you leave your house, you gotta lock it up. Wouldn't want somebody to come by and take some of your stuff. They always take the good stuff. They never bother with that crap you're saving. All they want is the shiny stuff. That's what your house is, a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get...more stuff!Sometimes you gotta move, gotta get a bigger house. Why? No room for your stuff anymore. Did you ever notice when you go to somebody else's house, you never quite feel a hundred percent at home? You know why? No room for your stuff. Somebody else's stuff is all over the place! And if you stay overnight, unexpectedly, they give you a little bedroom to sleep in. Bedroom they haven't used in about eleven years. Someone died in it, eleven years ago. And they haven't moved any of his stuff! Right next to the bed there's usually a dresser or a bureau of some kind, and there's NO ROOM for your stuff on it. Somebody else's s*** is on the dresser.Have you noticed that their stuff is s*** and your s*** is stuff? And you say, "Get that s*** offa there and let me put my stuff down!"Sometimes you leave your house to go on vacation. And you gotta take some of your stuff with you. Gotta take about two big suitcases full of stuff, when you go on vacation. You gotta take a smaller version of your house. It's the second version of your stuff. And you're gonna fly all the way to Honolulu. Gonna go across the continent, across half an ocean to Honolulu. You get down to the hotel room in Honolulu and you open up your suitcase and you put away all your stuff. "Here's a place here, put a little bit of stuff there, put some stuff here, put some stuff--you put your stuff there, I'll put some stuff--here's another place for stuff, look at this, I'll put some stuff here..." And even though you're far away from home, you start to get used to it, you start to feel okay, because after all, you do have some of your stuff with you. That's when your friend calls up from Maui, and says, "Hey, why don'tchya come over to Maui for the weekend and spend a couple of nights over here."Oh, no! Now what do I pack? Right, you've gotta pack an even SMALLER version of your stuff. The third version of your house. Just enough stuff to take to Maui for a coupla days. You get over to Maui--I mean you're really getting extended now, when you think about it. You got stuff ALL the way back on the mainland, you got stuff on another island, you got stuff on this island. I mean, supply lines are getting longer and harder to maintain. You get over to your friend's house on Maui and he gives you a little place to sleep, a little bed right next to his windowsill or something. You put some of your stuff up there. You put your stuff up there. You got your Visine, you got your nail clippers, and you put everything up. It takes about an hour and a half, but after a while you finally feel okay, say, "All right, I got my nail clippers, I must be okay." That's when your friend says, "Aaaaay, I think tonight we'll go over the other side of the island, visit a pal of mine and maybe stay over."Aww, no. NOW what do you pack? Right--you gotta pack an even SMALLER version of your stuff. The fourth version of your house. Only the stuff you know you're gonna need. Money, keys, comb, wallet, lighter, hanky, pen, smokes, rubber and change. Well, only the stuff you HOPE you're gonna need.

(btw s*** was gma cobabe's favorite word -- i almost didn't edit it)

In the Shower Last Night

My mind was wandering and I started to think of George Carlin, he usually cracked me up. (and yes, I do know the 7 words) The only thing that really bothered me was his negativity about religion. He did get cranky in his old age.

And then there is John Lennon, "Imagine no religion."

If churches and sects would understand and practice, as James says, "pure religion" it would be a much kinder and safer world. Is this just a Christian concept or is it more universal?

James 1:26-27
26 If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man’s religion is vain.

27 Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.

Religion has been used as a rationale to inflict unimaginable cruelty upon peoples and nations but there is a time to fight, in a violent way if necessary to protect those things that are most important. I like Captain Moroni.
"In memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children."
(he knew what was important)

Monday, March 23, 2009

2 Nephi 4

17 Nevertheless, notwithstanding the great goodness of the Lord, in showing me his great and marvelous works, my heart exclaimeth: O wretched man that I am! Yea, my heart sorroweth because of my flesh; my soul grieveth because of mine iniquities.

18 I am encompassed about, because of the temptations and the sins which do so easily beset me.

19 And when I desire to rejoice, my heart groaneth because of my sins; nevertheless, I know in whom I have trusted.

20 My God hath been my support; he hath led me through mine afflictions in the wilderness; and he hath preserved me upon the waters of the great deep.

21 He hath filled me with his love, even unto the consuming of my flesh.

22 He hath confounded mine enemies, unto the causing of them to quake before me.

23 Behold, he hath heard my cry by day, and he hath given me knowledge by visions in the night-time.

24 And by day have I waxed bold in mighty prayer before him; yea, my voice have I sent up on high; and angels came down and ministered unto me.

25 And upon the wings of his Spirit hath my body been carried away upon exceedingly high mountains. And mine eyes have beheld great things, yea, even too great for man; therefore I was bidden that I should not write them.

26 O then, if I have seen so great things, if the Lord in his condescension unto the children of men hath visited men in so much mercy, why should my heart weep and my soul linger in the valley of sorrow, and my flesh waste away, and my strength slacken, because of mine afflictions?

27 And why should I yield to sin, because of my flesh? Yea, why should I give way to temptations, that the evil one have place in my heart to destroy my peace and afflict my soul? Why am I angry because of mine enemy?

28 Awake, my soul! No longer droop in sin. Rejoice, O my heart, and give place no more for the enemy of my soul.

29 Do not anger again because of mine enemies. Do not slacken my strength because of mine afflictions.

30 Rejoice, O my heart, and cry unto the Lord, and say: O Lord, I will praise thee forever; yea, my soul will rejoice in thee, my God, and the rock of my salvation.

31 O Lord, wilt thou redeem my soul? Wilt thou deliver me out of the hands of mine enemies? Wilt thou make me that I may shake at the appearance of sin?

32 May the gates of hell be shut continually before me, because that my heart is broken and my spirit is contrite! O Lord, wilt thou not shut the gates of thy righteousness before me, that I may walk in the path of the low valley, that I may be strict in the plain road!

33 O Lord, wilt thou encircle me around in the robe of thy righteousness! O Lord, wilt thou make a way for mine escape before mine enemies! Wilt thou make my path straight before me! Wilt thou not place a stumbling block in my way—but that thou wouldst clear my way before me, and hedge not up my way, but the ways of mine enemy.

34 O Lord, I have trusted in thee, and I will trust in thee forever. I will not put my trust in the arm of flesh; for I know that cursed is he that putteth his trust in the arm of flesh. Yea, cursed is he that putteth his trust in man or maketh flesh his arm.

35 Yea, I know that God will give liberally to him that asketh. Yea, my God will give me, if I ask not amiss; therefore I will lift up my voice unto thee; yea, I will cry unto thee, my God, the rock of my righteousness. Behold, my voice shall forever ascend up unto thee, my rock and mine everlasting God. Amen.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

It Never Ends

Truth from Elijah

The hearts of the children have turned to their fathers,
Have turned, have turned, have turned,
Because of the truth they have learned from Elijah,
Have learned, have learned, have learned.
And we as the children can seek out our loved ones,
Preserving their names and their memory.
We can strive to be worthy to kneel in the temple
And bind them to us for eternity.
The hearts of the children have turned to their fathers,
Have turned, have turned, have turned.

In the Shower Yesterday

I thank thee, dear Father in heaven above,
For thy goodness and mercy, thy kindness and love.
I thank thee for home, friends, and parents so dear,
And for ev’ry blessing that I enjoy here.

Help me to be good, kind, and gentle today,
And mind what my father and mother shall say.
In the dear name of Jesus, so loving and mild,
I ask thee to bless me and keep me thy child.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

What have we learned . . .

. . . from our recent foray into the world of poor health?!?

We have learned that we are as stubborn as our father with regards to working while ill.

We have learned that recovery takes longer at 55 than 35.

We have learned that we should not doctor ourselves especially because the real medical professionals have access to better drugs.
We are tired and are going to rest now.

Monday, March 9, 2009

I Told You I Was Sick!

While it is not really official (no x-ray) I am being treated for pneumonia.
I'm kinda glad there's a good reason I've been feeling under the weather.

Armed with an inhaler, anti-tussive and Z-Pak, I'm ready for battle.

(would someone please pass the tissue)

Friday, March 6, 2009

What Can I Learn From Having Laryngitis?

Silence is Golden

A proverbial saying, often used in circumstances where it is thought that saying nothing is preferable to speaking.

As with many proverbs, the origin of this phrase is obscured by the mists of time. There are reports of versions of it dating back to Ancient Egypt. The first example of it in English is from the poet Thomas Carlyle, who translated the phrase from German in Sartor Resartus, 1831, in which a character expounds at length on the virtues of silence:

"Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together; that at length they may emerge, full-formed and majestic, into the daylight of Life, which they are thenceforth to rule. Not William the Silent only, but all the considerable men I have known, and the most undiplomatic and unstrategic of these, forbore to babble of what they were creating and projecting. Nay, in thy own mean perplexities, do thou thyself but hold thy tongue for one day: on the morrow, how much clearer are thy purposes and duties; what wreck and rubbish have those mute workmen within thee swept away, when intrusive noises were shut out! Speech is too often not, as the Frenchman defined it, the art of concealing Thought; but of quite stifling and suspending Thought, so that there is none to conceal. Speech too is great, but not the greatest. As the Swiss Inscription says: Sprecfien ist silbern, Schweigen ist golden (Speech is silvern, Silence is golden); or as I might rather express it: Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity."
That fuller version - 'speech is silver; silence is golden', is still sometimes used, although the shorter form is now more common.

The same thought is expressed in a 16th century proverb, now defunct - as many present-day feminists would prefer it:
"Silence is a woman's best garment."

Silence has in fact long been considered laudable in religious circles. The 14th century author Richard Rolle of Hampole, in The psalter; or psalms of David, 1340:

"Disciplyne of silence is goed."

Wyclif's Bible, 1382 also includes the thought - "Silence is maad in heuen". [made in Heaven]

Thursday, March 5, 2009


In honor of my mother's birthday,
I declare March to be
Barbara Elizabeth Blanchard Cobabe

I'm glad I have come to realize what an amazing woman she is while she is still on the planet.
I have spent some effort in my life looking for a really good female role model.
She was there all the time, I just had to open my eyes and look.

With that in mind, I am going to try to be more like her and in tough situations ask myself, "What would Barbara do?"

And another thing . . .

13th Article of Faith
(my Aunt Virginia called me that once)

We believe in being honest, true, chaste, benevolent, virtuous, and in doing good to all men; indeed, we may say that we follow the admonition of Paul—We believe all things, we hope all things, we have endured many things, and hope to be able to endure all things. If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things.

--Joseph Smith

de·sid·er·a·tum (d-sd-rtm, -rä-) NOUN: pl. de·sid·er·a·ta
Something considered necessary or highly desirable.


Go placidly amid the noise and haste,and remember what peace there may be in silence.As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.Speak your truth quietly and clearly;and listen to others,even the dull and the ignorant;they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,they are vexations to the spirit.If you compare yourself with others,you may become vain and bitter;for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.Exercise caution in your business affairs;for the world is full of trickery.But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;many persons strive for high ideals;and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.Especially, do not feign affection.Neither be cynical about love;for in the face of all aridity and disenchantmentit is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,gracefully surrendering the things of youth.Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.Beyond a wholesome discipline,be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,no less than the trees and the stars;you have a right to be here.And whether or not it is clear to you,no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,whatever you conceive Him to be,and whatever your labors and aspirations,in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,it is still a beautiful world.Be cheerful.Strive to be happy.

--Max Ehrmann

Thought of this on my way home today.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to,
broken,And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

Monday, March 2, 2009

Oh, yeah . . .

It's my mother's birthday too.
Happy Birthday Mom!!
Many years later a grand-daughter,
Barbara Nicole Cobabe
was born on her birthday.
Happy Birthday Coley!

Happy Birthday!!

Theodor Geisel, better known to the world as Dr. Seuss, the author and illustrator of such beloved children's books as "The Cat in the Hat" and "Green Eggs and Ham," is born in Springfield, Massachusetts. Geisel, who used his middle name (which was also his mother's maiden name) as his pen name, wrote 48 books--including some for adults--that have sold well over 200 million copies and been translated into multiple languages. Dr. Seuss books are known for their whimsical rhymes and quirky characters, which have names like the Lorax and the Sneetches and live in places like Hooterville.

Geisel, who was born on March 2, 1904, in Springfield, Massachusetts, graduated from Dartmouth College, where he was editor of the school's humor magazine, and studied at Oxford University. There he met Helen Palmer, his first wife and the person who encouraged him to become a professional illustrator. Back in America, Geisel worked as a cartoonist for a variety of magazines and in advertising.

The first children's book that Geisel wrote and illustrated, "And to Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street," was rejected by over two dozen publishers before making it into print in 1937. Geisel's first bestseller, "The Cat in the Hat," was published in 1957. The story of a mischievous cat in a tall striped hat came about after his publisher asked him to produce a book using 220 new-reader vocabulary words that could serve as an entertaining alternative to the school reading primers children found boring.

Other Dr. Seuss classics include "Yertle the Turtle," "If I Ran the Circus," "Fox in Socks" and "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish."

Some Dr. Seuss books tackled serious themes. "The Butter Battle Book" (1984) was about the arms buildup and nuclear war threat during Ronald Reagan’s presidency. "Lorax" (1971) dealt with the environment.

Many Dr. Seuss books have been adapted for television and film, including "How the Grinch Stole Christmas!" and "Horton Hears a Who!" In 1990, Geisel published a book for adults titled "Oh, the Places You'll Go" that became a hugely popular graduation gift for high school and college students.

Geisel, who lived and worked in an old observatory in La Jolla, California, known as "The Tower," died September 24, 1991, at age 87.
Think I'm gonna go read a book.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

No Patient Care This Week

These are PICCs.

Once a year we are required to skill validate our nurses, nurses aides and respiratory therapists to assure their ability to perform the tasks as outlined in their job descriptions.

I get to help with PICC skills validation and education.

(everybody likes my station, I bring chocolate)

Saturday, February 28, 2009

I think I've got the flu.
I was hoping it was just allergies and the body aches were just coincidence but nooooooo, I have fever too. I did get my flu shot so it should be a mild case.
I hope so, I have too much to do today.

Replenishing the earth . . .

, , , with a little help.
Today I'm going to a composting workshop. I'm am going to buy a partially subsidized worm box and some worms. I have been composting (sort of) in a regular bin and saving lots of tasty treats for them to eat and turn into dirt.

I hope they find a happy home here.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

What Then Shall We Do?

Luke 3

10 And the people asked him, saying, What shall we do then?

11 He answereth and saith unto them, He that hath two coats, let him impart to him that hath none; and he that hath meat, let him do likewise.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

In My Opinion . . .

. . .the right movie won.

Monday, February 16, 2009

This is me today.

Sometimes I wish I were a cat. Up to 20 hours sleep a day sounds good.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Scrap the Pudding . .

. . .I'm making FLAN!!

Food Storage

Larry thinks we are broke. We're not but he felt compelled to get some money out of the credit union to pay some bills early. I suppose it will make us feel not so broke. I told him I would keep my recession attitude and I know it would be a good thing for us to get out of debt.

I have been recession cooking this week, just using what's in the house with a great deal of success, I might add.

We've had chicken noodle soup, macaroni and cheese, pancakes with hot apple, cranberry, honey topping. (different meals and all very tasty)

Today we're living off the land and our food storage. I have made split pea soup (I even have some fresh parsley and basil left in my failed herb garden) and tangerine orange honey lemonade. I will make Paula Deen's recipe for hoe cakes closer to dinner time. Dessert will be chocolate pudding or rice pudding. Maybe I'll make both and mix them.

(my life feels abundant)

Saturday, February 7, 2009

What dermatologists use

I saw this title on Yahoo! It reminded me of hearing a well respected dermatologist speak on geriatric skin care. She said the best non-allergenic, cheapest skin care product to protect and moisturize old skin is . . .


(interesting, huh?)

Friday, February 6, 2009

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Suggested Valentine gift from LACMA

Is it just me or is this grotesque?

It's supposed to be a reproduction of a Dali design and I like Dali but this is weird.

( i wonder if this is a sign that i am becoming 'normal' *gasp*)

Beautiful Woman

This is my wonderful Grand-niece Lisa Marie.

Her parents are pretty teriffic too.
(sometimes i can't believe how blessed i am to have the family i do)

Another Great Day . . .

. . .in the History of Modern Entertainment.
On February 5th, 1919, Charlie Chaplin,
Mary Pickford, Douglas Fairbanks, and D.W. Griffith launch United Artists.

Born on this day--

Red Buttons


John Carridine.
(love those movie stars and character actors)

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

For Jim

Van Gogh's Migraines

Posted byJennifer GericsSep 29, 2007
Vincent Van Gogh, the famous Dutch Impressionist painter, suffered from severe migraines. He was thought to be insane, but migraines were not well-understood in the 1800's. They were thought to be a form of mental illness. Van Gogh spent time at a French insane asylum, St. Remy, where he created one of his most famous works, "Starry Night." It is said that he drew inspiration from his intense migraine auras. Perhaps these headaches enabled him to create the vivid, colorful paintings for which he is so well-known. (from

Quit trying to describe your aura and paint it. (van gogh was nuts too, bi-polar gets my vote but schitzophrenia is still in the running)

More Recession Food

I had some leftover rice from Sunday's potluck so I made some rice pudding. I just used the recipe from my handy old Better Homes Gardens Cookbook. Added some fresh nutmeg in addition to the cinnamon called for and used brown sugar instead of white just for fun. Made it a food storage event as well by using canned milk.

With a little vanilla ice cream, it was very good.
(next time i think i'll add orange zest, ginger and dried cranberries instead of raisins)

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Recipe for Ruth


Orange Poppy Seed Cake
1¼ hours 20 min prep

A recipe by Theresa Williams. She calls it "the best cake in the world." Its delicious!

8 tablespoons butter, room temperature
1 1/2 cups granulated sugar
4 eggs
2 cups unbleached all-purpose flour
2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
3/4 cup milk
1/2 cup poppy seed
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 oranges, zest of, grated

Orange Glaze
1/2 cup fresh orange juice
1/2 cup granulated sugar


1 Preheat oven to 325°F Grease 10-inch bundt pan (or two small loaf pans).
2 Cream butter and sugar together in a mixing bowl until light and fluffy. Add eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition.
3 Sift flour, baking powder and salt together. Add to creamed mixture alternately with milk. Mix well after each addition.
4 Fold in poppy seeds, vanilla and grated orange zest. Pour batter into the prepared pan(s).
5 Set on middle rack of oven and bake for 50-60 minutes (less time if baked in loaf pans), or until edges shrink away slightly from sides of pan and cake tester inserted into center comes out clean. Let cake cool in the pan for 30 minutes before turning it out onto a cake rack.
6 When cake has slightly cooled, prick holes in it 1 1/2 inches apart with a long toothpick and pour the *Orange glaze evenly over top. Serve warm. Disposable loaf pans work great for this, as the pans hold all the glaze and keep the cake moist.
7 *Orange Glaze.
8 1/2 cup fresh orange juice.
9 1/2 cup granulated sugar.
10 Combine orange juice and sugar in a small saucepan and simmer gently for 5 minutes, stirring occasionally, until a light syrup forms.

My 2 cents:
I didn't have that much poppy seed, just more than 1/4 c. seemed like enough. I used a pastry brush to pick up the run off from the glaze and get it all on the cake. My bundt pan is dark non-stick, I might decrease the cooking time next time. I filled the center with orange wedges and leaves from the tree. It was gorgeous and very tasty. 8 servings is really big pieces, I think a reasonably sized serving would yield 16 or more. I think I got more.


It's a red letter day!

Today in 1893 Thomas Edison opened the first motion picture studio in West Orange,
New Jersey. (see? didn't i say this is orange month?)

John Ford was born in 1894,

Clark Gable in 1901,

and George Pal in 1908.

(could someone please pass the popcorn?)