Posted by Ari in
Desserts,
Food History,
My Recipes on Dec 3rd, 2008 |
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For me, baking with cast iron evokes the imagination. Here in my suburban kitchen, I imagine myself in a rustic cabin somewhere in the country. The crisp, late autumn breeze is kept at bay by a warm fire dancing in the fireplace, and it’s just me, my family, and the sounds of early morning. There...