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Well. That was not at all what I planned for the month of April.
\nSo long, April. So long, plans.<\/p>\n

I want to get this show back on the road. I\u2019ve missed being here, and I\u2019ve missed you. But before we go any further, I want to offer a long overdue thank you to those who came to my readings last month. I thought I had a great time on my first tour, but somehow, I had an even better time this year, despite the fact that I was dealing with a whopping case of laryngitis and could hardly speak. I hope you could hear me, and that you enjoyed it. It made me so happy to meet you. I\u2019ll be high on that well into next year, I think. Which is a good thing, because there won\u2019t be any more touring until I write another book, and writing books takes a while. I\u2019ll keep you posted.<\/p>\n

Also, I want to thank you for your very kind comments and e-mails about my grandmother. Nanny, as we called her, passed away on April 15. She\u2019d been slowly declining for a number of years, but the last two were particularly hard for her, and hard for us, and when she got a cold in early April, we knew she couldn\u2019t withstand it. It\u2019s never easy to lose someone, but in this case, to be honest, I\u2019m relieved. She was ready. She\u2019d wanted to go, and she was very vocal about that. If anything, I\u2019m sad that she had to go through so much discomfort, and wait so long, before she could get her wish. I\u2019m happy that she\u2019s free. She\u2019s with my grandfather now, her husband of almost fifty years, who passed away in 1992. I\u2019ll bet they\u2019re elated<\/span>. Can you imagine? What a reunion.<\/p>\n

After she was gone, we had to clear out her apartment, which meant dividing up her belongings. I came home with a lot of photographs. Nanny was very good about writing dates and names and any relevant notes on the back of family photographs, but she wrote only \u201cFeb \u201851\u201d on this one. By the date, I\u2019m guessing that she\u2019s holding her youngest child. I love her hair. I can\u2019t imagine having a baby, plus six other young children running around, and having hair that good. I have only a dog, and a restaurant, if that counts, and my hair is a disaster.<\/p>\n

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That aside, I also got to keep her recipe box. I know she would like that.<\/p>\n

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It\u2019s made of enamel, and it\u2019s sturdy and heavy, filled with index cards and newspaper clippings separated into categories by stout green partitions. I flipped through it and was thrilled to find a few dinner party and cocktail party menus among the recipes, jotted on slips of white paper. I can now tell you that on Sunday, December 30, 1984, she and my grandfather had guests in from 3 to 6 pm, and she served:<\/p>\n

Smoked Turkey + Rolls<\/span>
\nPhyllis Dip<\/span>
\nCrudite + Spinach Dip<\/span>
\nCookies<\/span>
\nCandies<\/span>
\nChocolate Chip bread<\/span>
\nFruit cake.<\/span><\/p>\n

She must have served a lot of fruit cake, because I found it listed on other menus, too. I had no idea she was so into fruit cake. I also found the following recipe in the appetizers section, and I have to type it up for you exactly as it was written, because it would be a shame not to share the wealth:<\/p>\n

Nibbler<\/u>
\nBowl of peanuts + raisins<\/span>
\nMixed<\/span><\/p>\n

I love Nibbler.<\/p>\n

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But most crucial for our purposes, I found a recipe for something called Cinnamon Toast. I know you\u2019re sitting there like, Riiiight. Cinnamon toast. Tell me something I <\/span>haven\u2019t heard<\/span>, but bear with me, because this is different. It\u2019s not bread that you toast and then butter and sprinkle with cinnamon sugar. It\u2019s bread that you cut into triangles, generously coat on both sides with melted butter, dredge in cinnamon sugar, and then bake until crisp. You can keep them in a tin on the counter, where they actually get better with a day or two of age, and you eat them like cookies. I don\u2019t know where the recipe originally came from, but it was written in what I think is my aunt Millicent\u2019s handwriting. My mother tells me that she also has it, and that she\u2019s had it for years. She used to make it all the time, she says, particularly when she was having a morning meeting and wanted something to serve with coffee. I don\u2019t remember ever eating it, and to be frank, I sort of had a hard time believing it could be worth a real, written recipe. I mean, it\u2019s CINNAMON TOAST. But I tried it yesterday, and I was wrong. Nanny, Mom, Millicent, I was wrong. I was so wrong. Next, I\u2019m making Nibbler.<\/p>\n

You should try this recipe. I\u2019ve never had anything quite like it. The premise is simple, and so are the ingredients, but it sort of defies categorization. The bread gets crisp and crunchy, and the butter gives it some richness, and the cinnamon sugar caramelizes lightly, going almost lacy at the edges. My mother says it\u2019s \u201clike cinnamon candy,\u201d but to me, the overall experience is closer to a snickerdoodle cookie. Only easier, and faster, and crunchier. Which is to say, I like it even better.<\/p>\n\n

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Cinnamon Toasts<\/h2>\n

Adapted from my grandmother Elaine Mack<\/h3> \n \n <\/header>\n\n
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