Friday, May 28, 2010


Yes ... It is actually my kitchen; mine and Punkin's because we live here. But it will always in my heart be thought of as mizpearl's kitchen. Miz Pearl was Mike's (Punkins's) momma and named Lily Pearl; a pearl indeed. She could cook anything and her bisquits and fig preserves were the talk of the town and were even spoken of when she died. And she prayed...oh could momma ever pray. Why to be in her presence while she talked to our Lord was nothing short of powerful. We think surely Randy Travis either knew our mama or had a praying momma like ours to have sung about the prayers of a mama in this song.

This picture still hangs in "our" kitchen and it shows Miz Pearl standing in the middle of our kitchen. The cute and very short little lady with the big smile and her three sisters around her.

I was going through some of her huge collection of cookbooks yesterday and came across this little well kept book and thought you might enjoy seeing some of the quaint and simple little recipes from some simple, hardworking women from the Carolinas.


Take a generous amount of self respect, Spice it with humor
Stir in equal parts of compassion and love.
Measure in a few drops of frankness (but not enough to be bitter).
Blend well. Knead gently and form into a firm loaf.
Bake in a moderate oven. Baste occasionally with sincerity
and serve daily.
Your family will love it,
Your friends will envy your skill,
And strangers will long
remember you favorably.

What a wonderful philosophy for living isn't it?

And this one I am going to do my best to make this weekend. Since Punkin and I stopped eating anything white I have practically forgotten the taste of bread and this just sounds so simple and failproof.


2 cups scalded milk
1/3 cup molasses
2 teaspoons salt
1 tablespoon yeast
1/4 cup warm water
4 2/3 cups whole wheat flour

Add molasses to milk. Let cool to luke warm. Dissolve yeast in the lukewarm water. Put liquids together. Add them, as you stir, to the flour into which the salt has already been mixed. Beat well and cover. Let rise to double in bulk. Again beat and turn into greased bread pans so that pans are halp full. Allow to rise in warm place until almost double. Bake at 4-- degrees about 50 minutes until it shrinks from sides of pans. Butter the top a few minutes before removing from oven.

I'll let ya know how it comes out!!


  1. Good Morning Sweetie...
    I miss you horribly. I am trying to get back on my feet, just not bouncing like I used to.

    I go to see the specialist this morning for my lungs. Will keep you posted.

    I love you sweetie...Sherry

  2. I love your recipe for living Mollye - and glad to hear from Sherri via your blog. She sure was sick, Sandie

  3. Great Post!!
    Have a Wonderful Holiday Weekend!!

  4. YUM! That bread looks wonderful and the recipe for living is still appropriate today. Thanks for sharing both.

  5. Love this! Peal sounds like she was a wonderful woman!

    Enjoy the bread and your memories!


  6. Great post! I lost my recipe for "all" whole wheat bread several years ago. I'm going to have to try yours.

  7. Happy Anniversary, Mizz Mollye to you and your sweetie! Ain't life (and love) grand, when you're with the right person?!

  8. Wonderful memories, and a lovely post. It's been a long time since I baked bread, but that recipe is seriously tempting me. I might even eat some when I'm done! (Carbs make this carb-loving woman fat. Seriously. sigh.)


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