The Coy of Cooking: Adventures with Bettina (Part 3 of 3)

July 28, 2017

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  • I don’t want this to be the final installment – can’t we keep going?

    • I feel the same! Don’t worry, Franklin will get up to something else, for sure.

      • I hope so too! Not too many things on line make me laugh out loud and the recipes were great! Now, excuse me so I can go see if I have all the ingredients (I know I have Crisco shortening)

    • I agree. These Bettina posts are wonderful IK. (BTW, recipes probably didn’t mention what kind of potatoes to use because everyone was assumed to know which kind of potatoes are good for which kind of cooking. Red potatoes are best for mashing while Idahos are best for baking.)

  • Apparently, there weren’t any Spudnut shops where you grew up:

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spudnut_Shops

    There was one a few blocks from the small Catholic college I went to, and the lady that worked there would give us free donuts if we sat in there and studied during the wee hours of the morning. She didn’t like being there by herself late at night and felt safer with a table or two of students hanging around.

    • There’s a locally famous Spudnut shop in Richland,Wshington, too.

  • I too hope this series pops up again in the future!

  • Being blessed by having had such a husband, I smile at Bettina and Bob’s relationship. Please, more of such enchantment in my Friday reading!

  • I can’t even tell you how much I have enjoyed this series of writings! Please, more Bettina?

  • Wonderful!!! Always love reading a new piece by you, but I shall miss your Bettina pieces, Franklin!

  • Bettina reminds me of my Danish Granny. She bustled around and did everything including chopping the kindling for the stove. And one day, I realized that my Grandpa did quite a few of the “female” jobs quietly in the background. Granny loved doing the jobs she thought of as “pioneer”, drying dishes etc, not so much! I asked her once how she got Grandpa to do the jobs he did….she looked at me sideways and said “Women have their little ways” and loaded her apron with wood for the stove while Grandpa rinsed off the veggies he’d just picked in the garden for supper.

    • I’d like to have met your Granny, Barbara Brown. My Grandma Babe was an ex-flapper with dyed blonde hair who drank a shot of bourbon with a Coke chaser when out for dinner (just one), wore crotch-less girdles (without panties) and never seemed to need to chivvy Grandpa to do little chores around the house. Wonder why? She died before I got any sideways looks to impertinent questions but since she never understood a clean joke in her life I suspect I know the answer. We’re both so lucky to have had grandmothers who showed us that they were more than little old ladies in sensible shoes.

  • Potatoes (all kinds) are a wonder. This doughnut recipe reminds me of Potato Candy — delightful!

  • In Idaho those are called spudnuts.

  • I don’t even cook and I find these essays incredibly interesting. I suspect your writing could make any subject fascinating.

  • Franklin for President! I’ll work on your campaign anytime!
    (and, I also find the comments from commenters to be very clever as well!)

  • We need more Bettina stories.

  • Those sly little nods to equality and helpful marriage are why I love pre-WWII domestic manuals! I think people forget that the women who wrote these books had careers…

  • love this series! We were recipients of potato doughnuts and given the recipe. Let me just say that the recipe was used only once as the doughnuts are wonderful and addictive!!!! You may wish to put the recipe waaaay up high on a back shelf; just sayin’

  • I think I may have mentioned that my mother had this book, and I could have read it….but didn’t, beyond the overly cheery beginning. Never tried a recipe from it. My mother was not a gifted cook.

  • I love these! More from Bettina, please!

  • Great post!

    Why do I not have a Palm Beach suit? I think it would be appropriate apparel for summer in Victoria, BC.

    I need a potato doughnut. And a porch party.

  • I have truly enjoyed these, and I was also inspired to read through Bettina’s book. I did think it odd that I only noticed one reference to the war. Thanks for introducing me to this cookbook!

  • I love Bettina – but I love Franklin even more! Thank you kind sir for your fabulous renderings of Bettina and Bob. I hope there are many more to come.

  • More Bettina, please. I’m loving this series.

  • Ah yes, someone else mentioned the noble Spudnut. Potato doughnuts are fine, fine doughnuts.

  • This is hysterical! I bought the book (Dover reprint) solely on the strength of the first column. You are a national treasure in these dark days, Franklin.

  • Love these installments! Please keep them coming (Bettina would, of course, put a cherry on top)

  • I, however have a doughnut cutter plus a spare. It helpfully instructs me that it may also be used as a cookie cutter. Ingenious little device, turned one way it cuts the larger circle then flip to cut out the hole. Actually, I have two cutters. One was my mom’s, although she never made doughnuts for us, and the other was her mom’s.

  • I never knew this book existed until this year! Thank you, Franklin, for a hilarious introduction.

  • You’re, too funny Franklin. Wildly creative and funny.

  • If you are ever in Southern Maine, you must go to The Holy Donut – potato donuts that go quickly. Sooooo good!

  • This series has been so much fun to read. Thank you Franklin.

  • I love the panel of husbands. Mine is handy with a dishtowel, and makes a miraculous mac and cheese.

  • I echo the community’s pleas for more of this series or something like it. But if we must say goodbye to Bettina forever, please PLEASE enlist Mr. Franklin for more regular writing series in the future. He is, as ever, a complete delight. I will read every post he puts out.

  • I always look forward to Franklin’s writing! Keep it up! and I too will be sorry to Bettina go 🙁

  • My grandmother used to make potato doughnuts (which she called “fried cakes”). Deeeeelicious !