What We Served: Rosemary, Pear, and Asiago Scones

“Forming community is a lot like forming these scones,” Kate Patterson. Lol, Kate.

Rosemary, Pear, and Asiago Scones


2 Cups- flour

1 tsp. baking powder

2 Tbs. sugar

½ tsp. salt

5 Tbs. chilled, unsalted butter cut into ¼ in. cubes

¾ cup finely chopped fresh pear

½ cup grated Asiago cheese

1 tsp chopped fresh rosemary

¾ cup heavy cream

*can exchange these toppings for some of your own, like chocolate chips! Yum!

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  • Preheat the oven to 425
  • Wisk flour, baking powder, sugar, and salt together.
  • Use fingertips or food processor to cut in butter until mixture resembles course meal.
  • Stir in pear and cheese.
  • Mix rosemary into heavy cream.
  • Stir in heavy cream until dough begins to form.
  • Transfer dough to a countertop.
  • Cut into triangles.
  • Place wedges on an ungreased baking sheet and bake 12-15 minutes.
  • Cool on wire rack for 10 mins.



Marina Keegan Had it Right

I’m a senior in college. I’m terrified.

Maybe terrified is the wrong word, but that is what continually comes to mind when I think of the future. I know it will all be ok. I’ll probably get a job I like, I won’t be living on the streets and hey, maybe I’ll become rich and famous. I think what I am more worried about, however, is not necessarily not being able to gain more out of life, but losing what I have now. I like it here, ya know? I like my friends; I like living with six other girls who are willing to make a midnight target run; I like all the crazy-exhausting group texts and I’ll admit to liking the feeling of being terrified, or rather, the anticipation of what is to come. I don’t want to lose the excitement of possibilities. This has been weighing heavy on me with the ever-approaching graduation date. And I assume most other seniors are starting to find this same fear.

So, when I read Marina Keegan’s “The Opposite of Loneliness,” I felt a bit more understood. Keegan was an amazing writer and talented Yale graduate, class of 2012. She had a play that was to be produced at the New York International Fringe Festival and a job waiting for her at the New Yorker. She wrote this piece for a special edition of the News distributed at the class of 2012’s commencement exercises. Keegan died in a car accident five days after graduation. She was 22. Continue reading “Marina Keegan Had it Right”

What We Served: Fall Apple Cake

If you read about my sweet little Service House community, you may remember that mentor I mentioned. One night we had her and her family over for dinner and she brought her world-famous, blogger-approved Apple Cake for dessert! Now is the perfect time to try it, it is so “fall-ey!” And I must say, we ate every last crumb. Recipe Below:

Cup-a Cup-a’s Apple Cake

4 cups fresh tart apples, peeled and diced
¾ cup oil
1 Tbsp vanilla

Mix together in a bowl
3 cups flour
1 tsp. baking powder

1 tsp. baking soda

½ tsp. salt
1 Tbsp. (or more) cinnamon

Stir dry ingredients together in another bowl.
Add the dry mixture with the apple mixture.

In a separate bowl (you can re-use the one from earlier) mix together:
2 eggs
3 cups sugar

Combine all ingredients together and stir until evenly blended. It will be chunky and thick.

Place in a well-greased and floured bundt pan. (Pam with flour, Pam’s Baking Spray, works best!)

Bake at 325 degrees for 1 hour 15 min- 1 hour 30 minutes. It is tricky to know when it is done because the top puffs and forms a crunchy exterior and the inside is moist.

Let cool in the pan for 10 minutes then turn out onto a cake plate.

Community Like Coal

A dear mentor explained a concept of ‘community’ that she read in a book by a wise man, and I cannot get past it: coal. It goes like this: Many people would assume that in order to heat a house with hot coals, the best method would be to place one coal under each room. But, this would be completely ineffective, for a coal by itself has no power to heat an entire room. Rather, if one were to place a whole pile of hot coals under the center of the house, the house would feel its warmth into the depths of every room. So, why do we as humans, friends, servants, workers… why do we try to meet the needs of the world by ourselves? We are being ineffective. When we join together, as a heaping pile of warmth (if you will), we have much more power to take on the threat of the cold, the burdens, the needs of the ones we love.

So, let me tell you about the service house, where I am spending my year. A house that feels the truest warmth of these “hot coals” in every nook and cranny. It’s a little, old gray building owned by Belmont University, with a concept inspired by Mission Year. In place of spending hours and hours working to make ends meet, the six girls that live in the service house spend simply ten hours a week out in the community, serving, in place of rent. If money were no object, why would you waste time bussing tables or restocking shelves when you could be developing meaningful connections with the ones who keep the city’s community thriving. Making a difference. In addition to the service internships we each take part in every week, we make it a point to spend time together. We will be going through several books together this year, with said mentor, and we take turns pairing off and making the rest of the house breakfast every Wednesday morning. And let me just say, we have NOT resorted to a quick roundup of cereal and toast.. these girls have gone ALL OUT to make this something special. (I will be posting a lot of the recipes under the “what we served” category!) But back to the point. The service house is not an excuse to have free housing (although that is definitely an added bonus), but rather an opportunity to have a year that counts. I am only a few months in and have already felt the love and support of these dear friends – having been able to get to know them, see their hearts, and share the chore of the daily dish pile up. But the thing I would like to express is that anyone can find this kind of community, whether they make it a point to spend a weekly meal with their household, or finding some organization in the city where they feel they belong. I hope through this blog you can be inspired to find the ones that give you the added warmth to heat the cold corners of your house. You don’t have to do it alone.

From Mission Year: “We practice living a life as Jesus lived it. We follow Christ’s command to love God with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength, and love our neighbor as we love ourselves.”