Because my mother hated to cook, I
became a good one. I’m ornery that way.
Mom was a great seamstress. Therefore, I do not sew. Mom could knit
Fair Isle patterned sweaters that would make another woman nuts with
frustration. I can knit a scarf. A long straight scarf. Let me know if you
need one.
Mom thought dessert meant Jell-O. Or something from the pastry shop
around the corner. I didn’t know Other Mothers baked.
When we moved to a new town, while I was in grade school, I met The
Baking Queen. Officially, she was known as Arlene’s mother. Maybe not on
the voting roster, or on her Filene’s charge card, but to me she was
Arlene’s mother, the woman who bakes.
Going over to Arlene’s to play always meant we got to come in the house
“so we wouldn’t get over heated, or dehydrated, or God Forbid, get
sunstroke” whenever Arlene’s mother said so. She would pour us a glass of
the Special Concoction Arlene’s father made (which I now suspect was
lemonade, grape juice, pineapple juice, ginger ale punch). Anyway, it was
called The Concoction. And it was delicious. Arlene’s mother would offer
us whatever she had baked that day.
Arlene and I have a tendency toward chubby thighs. I maintain it was
all worth it. Arlene says otherwise.
Arlene’s mother lives in Florida now, and bakes for her condo
association. My loss. But before she packed up and moved to her place in
the sun, I managed to get all my favorite recipes. The deal was, I would
send her copies of my short stories when I wrote them, and I would name
all her recipes after her when I made them.
In the spirit of generosity, I would like to present:
Arlene’s Mother’s Beautiful Blueberry Cake
*you can double this recipe for a larger pan or crowd. You can make two
at a time and freeze one.
1/4 cup real butter (softened)
1 cup granulated sugar
1 3/4 cups sifted flour
2 tsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. salt
1 egg beaten
1/2 cup milk
1 tsp. real vanilla
1 cup FRESH blueberries
Blend butter, sugar, egg with electric mixer on slow speed.
Add dry ingredients in three alternating steps using the milk each
time. Add vanilla until batter is smooth and light. Wash blueberries in a
strainer and sprinkle with Wondra flour.*
*This way they won’t sink to the bottom. Sprinkle top with sugar and
cinnamon if desired.
Bake in a greased/floured 8” square pan 350 degrees for 45-55 minutes
(test until the toothpick comes out clean) When serving, be sure to say,
“It’s Arlene’s Mother’s Recipe.”