Welcome back, all five of you who read GG: did you notice that things have changed?
The new motto is “aut facere aut mori,” which I translate from Latin to English as “make or die” or “do or die.”
The old woman nodded as she listened to the soft, bubbling words [of the spirit of the well]. Then she went back to the cottage, her eyes bright with resolve, her step firm with courage.
She took water from the sieve and sprinkled it over the doorstep. When she got inside she saw a cake, dark reddish brown and unappetizing to look at, on the table. ‘They didn’t even wait for me to come back with the water,’ she said to herself. ‘They were greedy as well as wicked. But thanks to the spirit of the well I know what is in that cake.’
Geoffry Palmer and Noel Lloyd, “The Horned Witches,” Nine Witch Tales, ed. Abby Kedabra (New York: Scholastic Book Services, 1998), 13.
There were a few magical things about this cake I baked for my birthday: I still had the book from which the above quote is excerpted and the cake actually worked this time.
It’s only seventy-four days until Halloween/my birthday, and it’s not too early for pumpkin muffins. Snow is appearing on the mountains and it snowed (briefly, no accumulation) at 11,500 feet last weekend.
Road food is not kind to vegans…or really, to anyone. TC and I were eating a very unhealthy breakfast of fries (for me) and French toast (for him) somewhere in South Dakota and he said, “Ugh, I feel like I’m gonna have a heart attack after eating all this heavy food this trip.” Which led to a certain song being stuck in my head for the rest of the trip…
Fun fact, Gothic Granola isn’t dead. Neither am I. I’ve been Instagramming my creations but haven’t been blogging as I’ve been creative writing and working on other projects. Since November 2015, I have made several kinds of vice cream (vegan ice cream) including: