During my recent illness, I had a hard time finding anything that tempted my appetite. I tried, and rejected, a number of items that I thought sounded good such as scrambled eggs, cottage cheese, and even popsicles. One bite and my stomach would revolt!
One day, I decided that strawberry shortcake would be just the thing and so I set about making some. I like the old fashioned biscuit-type shortcake. Now you can be sure this is a biscuit and not a scone even though it does contain some extra sugar!
I mixed up the dough.
And baked those biscuits to a golden brown.
Since I was sick I didn’t really care what shape the biscuits were in so I cut two out with the biscuit cutter and just gathered up all the scraps for a third.
When it was all done and assembled it look and smelled sooooo good.
I took two bites and that was it…couldn’t do anymore. So now I am EXTRA hungry for strawberry shortcake but I don’t have any strawberries. With the cold, wet weather we are having, I am concerned about the Oregon crop – I may NEVER get my strawberry shortcake! (Guess I could go buy some at Costco!)
But the best thing about the whole experience was hearing Russ retell his favorite strawberry shortcake story. It happened when he was a hungry young man still serving in the National Guard. It was his drill weekend so he was late to a family gathering at his brother’s house.
When he arrived, all that was left to eat were bits and pieces, but there was enough fixings for a big serving of strawberry shortcake. He felt he deserved it so he fixed ALL that was left and slathered it with whipped cream from a spray can. He took and HUGE bite, anticipating the squish of the ripe berries and the sweetness of the smooth cream making a happy melody in his mouth. Instead he tasted the vilest thing he ever had and began to spit the whole big mouthful into the trash. Seems what he had topped off his shortcake with was NOT whipped cream but Glory Rug Shampoo!! Since he had taken the last of the leftovers – that was it for strawberry shortcake for Russ. If only I had been there….