I've been saving this for when the weather gets a bit cooler, to go with thick soup... so the day finally arrived. American Cornbread.
I felt like Paula Deen taking this cornbread out of the oven and smearing it thick with butter while it was still hot, except in the south they probably use their granny's 'broken in' cast-iron skillet. Delicious.
"Blessed is the man... who delights in the law of the Lord and in His law he meditates day and night! He shall be like a tree, planted.. bring forth fruit... leaf shall not wither"
My roses have had an end of summer flush... a delight to walk in the garden before winter creeps in. We can already hear the frogs in the shallow river next to our home, after their hibernation.
Becca, the cupcake lover, iced these and set us a lovely tea...