Sunday, December 26, 2010

Orange nut crisps

½ cup sugar
1/3 cup margarine or butter
1 orange rind, grated
1 lemon
rind, grated
1 egg, separated
1 cup flour
1 cup black walnuts

Cream sugar and shortening together very well. Work in flour, orange rind, lemon rind and egg yolk. Work this all together thoroughly with your hands. DO NOT USE MIXER after you have creamed sugar and shortening. Make into small balls about size of walnut. Roll each in slighly beaten egg white, then in chopped nuts. Place on greased sheet and flatten them with flat bottomed glass covered with damp piece of old clean cloth to about ¼" thickness. Bake in moderate oven 350 deg for 15 min. Use 1 egg white for double batch. Grease pan. If making double batch, save 1 egg white for meringues.

- Vera Trimpe Kuebbing, Ft Mitchell KY

Pecan crisps

1½ sifted Gold Medal flour
1 cup sugar
¾ tsp salt
½ cup soft
shortening
1 egg, separated
3 tsp milk
1 tsp vanilla
1 cup pecans,
finely chopped

Sift flour, sugar salt into bowl. Mix in thoroughly with fork shortening, egg yolk, milk, vanilla. Form into balls size of small walnut. Place on ungreased baking sheet. Press 1/16" thick with bottom of greased glass dipped in sugar. Brush with slightly beaten egg white. Sprinkle with pecans. Bake in quick moderate oven 375 deg for 8-10 min. Do not overbake. Yield about 5 dozen.

- Vera Trimpe Kuebbing, Ft Mitchell KY

spice cookies

¾ cups shortening at room temperature (margarine or butter)
1 egg
1 cup sugar
¼ cup molasses

Sift together and stir in by hand (Do not use electric mixer)

2 cups flour
2 tsp soda
¼ tsp salt
1 tsp cinnamon
¾ tsp ginger
¾ tsp ground cloves
  • chill dough at least 1 hour
  • make balls size of walnuts and place on ungreased cookie sheet
  • bake 10-12 min at 350 deg F
  • allow to cool on cookie sheet for about a minute, then roll in confectioner’s sugar while still warm
  • yield: 50 cookies

    - Vera Trimpe Kuebbing, Ft Mitchell KY

Monday, June 28, 2010

bikes

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Memories about bike riding are a mixed lot.

I was the first grandchild on both sides of the family. I was also born during WWII. The only uncle not yet enlisted (Bill Trimpe) was my godfather, right before becoming 18 and enlisting.

The only other male I saw for several years was my paternal grandfather (Joseph Kuebbing). My other grandfather had died of cancer a number of years before.

One of my mother's sisters, Gertrude, was a successful business woman in the job placement industry. She was very generous but had interesting buying habits. I know them as "Penny wise and pound foolish." She also had a native optimism that served her well in her work.

So when she bought the first bicycle for a tall, not small, child, she went for the top of the line and for a bike I "could grow into". Just as the cars made right after the war were large and heavy, with plenty of steel from an industry with more capacity than demand, I got the "tank" version of a bike. At first I couldn't lift it. Then after I could lift it, I couldn't mount it without an adult holding it up.

Finally I got to an age where I could lift it, mount it and my legs reached the pedals. Unfortunately I lived on a hill (Highland Ave), near the bottom. Gravity would start the bike rolling. After 100' I was at the bottom. The bike was too heavy for me to pedal it back up either side of the hill. So if I wanted to endure the taunts of the neighborhood kids, I would walk up one of the hills for another ride down.

I can't remember what year I was able to ride with ease, but by then I didn't care.