Ever make a recipe from your memories of taste and family? Wonderfully yummy nostalgia. I remembered my Dad eating bialys (made in Brooklyn, of course!) slathered with cream cheese, lox, tomatoes and onions. I had never made bialys, but as a long time bread baker, what could be so difficult?
I followed the fabulous recipe in Secrets of a Jewish Baker, with a few adaptions, and what an amazing chewy and savory taste! My only mistake? Not making more!!
Joan Fallon’s historical novel, The Only Blue Door, was an intense read. The Children’s Resettlement Program sent thousands of children away from the bombings in London. Many were well cared for and happy. Surprisingly, a large number were sent away without parental permission or knowledge to Australian orphanages that were deplorable workhouses with unhealthy, unsafe conditions and sexual, physical and emotional abuse forced on children.
I wanted to cry out, “But you're supposed to be the good guys!” But they weren’t, they weren’t.