Childhood Memories
Many years after my mother’s passing, I got a hankering for her apple cake. I remember it as a single layer of spice cake in a rectangular pan, with apple slices upright in three rows, from end to end. I searched online for apple cake recipes, and ended up combining two recipes to get a cake that tasted just as I remembered, but with the apples stirred into the batter.
My mother always baked from scratch, and it finally dawned on me to ask my sister if she had my mother’s recipe. She sent a photo of the original recipe card, and there were distinct differences from my final recipe, so I didn’t waste any time trying my hand at the original. It had been fifteen years since I’d had my mother’s apple cake, but I knew I would never forget that taste.
Unfortunately, mine did not taste the same, and it occurred to me that my mother had made that cake since I was a child, and she probably hadn’t bothered to look at that recipe for years and years. Fortunately, I came up with a recipe that reminds me of her cake, so now I’ll try making it with the apple slices in rows. Maybe I can pass that recipe on to my children.
childhood memories
rows of fruit trees in orchard
apple falls from tree
This haibun is my response to Poetics: Looking for Sustenance from Lisa at dVerse.
Image: Apple orchard in Olcott, Niagara County, New York, October 2010
Can anyone duplicate a mother’s recipe? Nice!
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You’re right about that. The best we can do is approximate.
Thank you.
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Ken, I love your story. My takeaway from it is in the end, all of that knowledge given gets morphed along the way. Apple cake sounds so good right now and glad you’re happy with your recipe 🙂
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Thank you, Lisa. 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Apple cake is my favourite cake of all (stirred into the batter) 🙂
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It was always my favorite of my mother’s desserts, and I think I have something really close.
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It’s the memory that counts. I wonder if we remember particular aspects of taste and smell. It could be the type of apple used, or a particular spice she added that gets fixed in the memory.
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I’m sure the apple is key. Going back 50-60 years, there were far fewer varieties, so I’m sure she stayed with her original, which was the McIntosh apple. I have a hard time finding that, but Honey Crisp and Gala are in the recipes I’ve found, and both work fine.
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There was only one traditional baking apple for us, the Bramley. All the others were eating apples. It was common wisdom that you needed a tart apple in cooking. Ideas have changed 🙂
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There is so much that goes into that recipe… but maybe simply in the process of trying to recreate the recipe, there will be a new tradition. Many times the best recipes have changed in subtle ways.
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Thank you, Björn. That recipe has a history I’ll never be able to duplicate. As long as I hold on to the memory, I’ll have the essence of it.
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I remember my mother trying to duplicate my father’s mother’s cheesecake. It took much trial and error.
Food has such strong associations with family. (K)
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This is beautiful. Took me back to my grandmother’s cooking. Never to be duplicated but always something I can call up from memory.
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And the memory is a key ingredient. Thank you, Claudia.
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Enjoyed this, and I applaud your bending the recipe a bit to get the desired taste. No one will ever know the bends your mother made (w/o annotation!) so good that you are innovative AND documentative. Daddy had apple trees in our yard (multiple varieties) and Mother had strong preferences for which ones went into pies (Jonathon) … I’m curious if your mom’s recipe specified which apple? Today’s Jonathon is not exactly like the ones Daddy grew in the 1950s … almost all foodstuffs have evolved a bit.
Any chance your hybrid recipe will show up on the blog???
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Thanks, Jazz. My mother was keen on Macs. With more varieties available, these days, they’re harder to find around here. I’ve been using Gala and Honey Crisp. My latest incarnation was a couple of weeks ago. I’ll try the upright-slice method this weekend before blogging.
Here’s an interesting side note:
I’m clueless, regarding the different flavors of apples, raw. I can’t eat them. I finally figured out that I have oral allergy syndrome (or, pollen-food allergy syndrome). An allergy to birch (which I never realized I have) will cause symptoms for fruit and nuts, since there’s a similar protein/enzyme reaction (to simplify). Apples, peaches, pears, cherries, plums, and nuts will cause my ears to itch and “plug up,” and my throat becomes slightly constricted when I eat these uncooked. Bananas, strawberries, carrots, celery and peppers could be included, but I don’t have an issue with them, or any berries.
https://www.webmd.com/allergies/features/oral-allergy-syndrome-foods
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Wow – that’s something I’ve never heard of – thanks for the link. I will pay attention hereafter to responses I may have been dismissing. I’d guess my level of severity (if any of these affect me) is low … to date … I do have allergies to pollen from oak, juniper, and elm … maybe more less obvious. And allergy sensitivity can increase with extended exposure (or for unknown reasons!)
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Such a lovely memory to share with us. The best cook and baker oftentimes don’t follow the recipe anymore so its really a challenge to re-create that taste that we love.
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Thank you, Grace. I agree. And what I find interesting is that, even with that method, the flavor is consistent, although the memory association probably plays a big part.
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like that last line…”apple falls from tree”……but never far!
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So true! Thank you.
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I love this, Ken! My grandmother made the best apple cake, and there is no recipe, so I have a few that come close.
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Thank you, Sara. 🙂
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I have a similar memory of an apple strudel. I could never reproduce it the way my mother made it and I even helped her make it as a child. And I have her recipe.
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Those recipes are our connections to the past.
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Sweet. How we search for that connected feeling. I did this with my father’s recipe of Cornish pasty. Never did get close.
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Just the trying shows the connection we feel with that part of our past.
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It does. Made me smile, Ken.
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You are quite right about your mother following the recipe. Good cooks are adventurous! I have a cherished recipe of my aunt’s which calls for “butter the size of a walnut”!
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lol @ the butter
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