I am beginning TWO new projects within my blog:
1: An art project of me wearing the same dress in every photo. (I’ll explain the meaning in a later post)
and……
2: A continuation of my baked goods project, but with other people’s mother’s or grandmother’s recipes. So! If you have a special baked good you would like to share, please send it to me with perhaps why it’s special. I will attempt to make and photograph it and upload it to the blog. Also, if you want to include a photo of your loved one, I’ll include it in the post, as well.
Please send all info to: photosandmigraines@hotmail.com
(By sending me the recipe and/or photos, you agree to have me upload them to my blog. However, if you change your mind later, I will happily take them down when requested.)
Thank you in advance. This project has meant a lot to me with my attempt to help keep the memory of my great grandmother alive. I hope I can do the same for you if you are interested.
Branbury Tarts Reprised
This is the second time I’ve included this recipe, but I felt the photos were not so hot the first time. The goal is to become a better baker, as well as a better photographer. Plus, if you missed it the first time, you’ll be glad you saw it here. These are GOOD!
Branbury Tarts
3 sticks butter
1 cup sugar
2 egg yolks
1/8 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon vanilla
3 3/4 cups flour (I used all purpose)
Strawberry preserves ( I used raspberry preserves)
Pecan halves (I used sliced almonds)
Cream butter and sugar. Add egg yolks, salt, vanilla and flour. Mix well. Form into balls the size of walnuts and place on cookie sheet. Dent each ball in the center. Fill dents with small preserves. Top each with a pecan (or several almond slices) and bake in a slow oven 325 degrees until brown.
Tip: it takes about 25 to 30 minutes. Remove from oven when the bottoms of the tarts begin to get crispy brown.
This new art project will primarily be in black and white; however, this photo looks better in color. Ah! The magic of the digital world.
Then why do I feel like I’m cheating?
Photos and Migraines 
Love both of your photos! And these little treats…look heavenly.
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Thank you, so much!
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Really like the photo of you sitting in the chair, Laura. You always make me think of things in a new way, like how tightly we hold on to memories, how they are constantly shifting and going slightly out of focus.
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Lin, I took that yesterday, and when I saw it, I said out loud, “I HAVE to call Lin!” I really liked it, too. The project is about growing older and feeling not only that the rest of the world is passing me by, but that when I die, my life will not have mattered. By wearing the same dress in different locations, I’m hoping that will get the feeling across. I think when we’re young, we all have such hopes and dreams. But by the time our 50s roll around, a lot of those dreams are out of reach. But yeah, memories going out of focus. That’s a great line. I never really knew my grandmother – the one in the photo. She died when I was really young. She was a very smart business woman in Dalton. She was the brains behind the family chenille factory. A real trailblazer, I suppose. As it turns out, she and my grandfather probably knew Joe’s grandfather. They were all in the same business. Thanks for posting such a lovely comment.
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Wow, your photos are so artistic! These little cookies are perfection as well — so beautiful 🙂
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Thank you, Becca! They are very delicious. Too delicious. I have to give most of them away or I wouldn’t be able to fit into my clothes any longer.
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