You know those legendary recipes that everyone loves?
That whenever you take a plate to a gathering, you’re asked for the recipe? That can be made week after week, and no one complains?
Well, this is one of those.
I have never met a soul who didn’t fall in love with this slice after the first bite.
That’s a big claim, I know. Especially when it sounds like just another slice sweetened with dates and made interesting with a few nuts.
But I promise you, it’s not just another of those slices.
This recipe came from a neighbour named Kathryn when I was growing up in the 1980’s. She and her husband farmed following biodynamic principles, and they lived and ate very simply. You really needed to – to survive the ’82 drought and then the ’83 floods, quickly followed by record high home loan rates.
I’m not exactly sure how my Mum came to get a copy of this recipe, but it’s likely it was shared after Kathryn bought a ‘plate’ to a function. Mostly likely it would have sat alongside numerous other plates of homemade country cooking – sandwiches, bikkies and cakes – on an old wooden trestle table covered with a checked cotton tablecloth. The air would have been filled with the voices of farming women catching up, and the quiet burble of a big metal urn boiling away in the corner.
And so, this recipe is fittingly named in Kathryn’s honour.
A lady who was quiet, and whom we didn’t know very well. But a gentle, generous soul, nonetheless, whose memory lives on because of this slice.
Peri x
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