Farmhouse Zucchini Bread

Freshly baked coffee cake cooling on a wire rack with a red teapot and cup in the background.

TODAY’S MUSINGS:

“You’ve written the book. The hard part is over.”

Those infamous words spilled from my editor’s mouth after my final-final edits were complete — just about a year ago, on November 25, 2024. I still chuckle over that utterance weekly, often many times a week.

Finishing the book was, without question, the hardest thing I’ve ever done — mentally and emotionally. But publishing and marketing? No walk in the park either. For the past four months, I’ve been deep in the marketing stage — difficult for an entirely different reason.

It’s miles outside my comfort zone.

Seat me in a quiet room, laptop beneath my fingers, and I’m in my—if not happy—then at least comfortable place. I know what I have to do, and the only person I’m trying to please is myself.

Marketing means I’m in my uncomfortable place: shilling myself, shilling the book, blathering on about me and this memoir-cookbook thing I’ve created. I’m an introvert. I wish the book would just sell itself.

Recently, I’ve started promoting it as a guest on various podcasts. For me, podcasts feel a bit like being drunk. In the moment, you believe you’re saying the wittiest, most thought-provoking bon mots; a few hours later, you’re cringing with embarrassment, rehashing all the stupid things you said—the words you mispronounced, the stories you shouldn’t have told, the secrets you let slip. It’s horrifying.

If you’d like to listen to any of the gory results, here are a few that have recently dropped:

50 Tastes of Gray with Mathew Gray: Sweet Endings from the Two-Bit Tart

Creating the Courage to Be Fearless with Anita Mattu: Dating Disasters and Dessert

Let’s Talk Media with Vedant Akhauri:  Coming Soon

That said, not all in-person events are horrifying. Talking about my book in smaller group settings can be downright lovely—especially the book club appearances I attended these past few months and a Q&A at a local bookstore. You can watch that Q&A here.

I’m trying to temper the uncomfortable shilling with the things that feel natural, and that always brings me back to baking. My kitchen and I are well acquainted, and it’s the one place where I truly feel completely comfortable in my skin.

TODAY’S RECIPE:

This is my go-to zucchini bread. I’ve been working on it for weeks trying to improve on this classic. I couldn’t. I recently brought my Farmhouse Zucchini Bread to a Book Fair to share with my fellow authors. They devoured it!

Farmhouse Zucchini Bread

This is a rich and flavorful zucchini bread made all the more delicious with a crumbly, buttery streusel topping.


Ingredients

    Streusel Topping
  • ¼ cup all-purpose flour
  • ¼ cup granulated sugar
  • ¼ teaspoon cinnamon
  • Pinch kosher salt
  • 2 tablespoons butter
  • ¼ cup chopped walnuts, toasted
  • Zucchini Bread
  • 1½ cups all-purpose flour
  • ½ teaspoon kosher salt
  • ½ teaspoon baking powder
  • ½ teaspoon baking soda
  • 2½ teaspoons ground cinnamon
  • ¼ teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • ½ cup vegetable oil
  • 1 large egg + 1 large egg white
  • 1 cup granulated sugar
  • 1½ teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1 cup shredded zucchini, slightly patted dry with a paper towel
  • ½ cup chopped walnuts, toasted

Directions

  1. In a small bowl, combine all the streusel ingredients, except nuts. Using your fingers, work in the butter until the mixture forms small clumps. Stir in nuts.
  2. Preheat oven to 325°F. Grease and flour an 8×4-inch loaf pan.
  3. Sift flour, salt, baking powder, baking soda, and spices together in a large bowl.
  4. Beat oil eggs, sugar, and vanilla together in a separate large bowl with an electric mixer until smooth. Add flour mixture and beat just until combined.
  5. Stir in shredded zucchini and chopped walnuts until evenly distributed. Spoon the batter into prepared pan, sprinkle with streusel topping, gently patting streusel into batter
  6. Bake in preheated oven until toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean, about 70 to 80 minutes. Cool in the pan on a wire rack for 20 minutes. Run a knife around edges to loosen. Invert onto a wire rack and let cool completely.

STRAWBERRY-ROSE FROZEN YOGURT

A scoop of homemade Strawberry Rose Frozen Yogurt

Today’s Musings:
There’s a creature that sits upon my desk, just behind and to the left of my laptop. Completely at ease, he tucks his willowy left leg around to the right, and crosses his right leg over the other, as if preparing for a yogic Ardha Matsyendrasana (seated twist). One elbow sits atop his right knee, a pedestal for resting his head into his long, curved fingers, beaked nose and pointed chin framing his Cheshire grin. As he stares unblinkingly with his emerald eyes, and he always seems to be staring, I’m reminded of a harlequin…or the devil character in Bulgakov’s The Master and Margarita.  He sits poised, grinning and watching, ready to make a comment lest I try to write. As my hands hesitate above the keyboard, he whispers, “You’re a fraud,” “You’re not a writer,” “Go back to baking where you belong.” 

For the last two weeks, I tried ignoring him, wishing that he’d leave, attempting to escape him in every possible way: writing in a new location, choosing a different time, trying a different form, yet he continued to appear. 

Late last week, I finally looked up into his viridian eyes. He removed his hawkish chin from his hands and straighten up.

“Yes, Little One?”

“Who ARE you and why are you here, day after day?”

“I have many names: Imposter Syndrome, Writer’s Block, That Niggling Voice in your Head. I really hate that last one. I’m contracted to sprinkle doubt on your every word. I’ll be here until the bitter end, no matter what you do,” he cooed.

“Can’t you HELP me, instead of just pointing out what I’m doing wrong?”

“I cannot. There’s a no-help clause in my contract.”

“Well, what if you continue doing your job: make me doubt a line, a paragraph, the entire idea of writing this book, but then you took a break? Say, maybe 20 minutes of quiet time to treat yourself for a job well done, like a frozen yogurt or something? Then I can take that reprieve to figure out a solution rather than becoming mired in my defeat.”

“Ooo…I DO like a good homemade FroYo,” he purred while his reptile tongue flicked around his lips.

“So, it’s a deal, then? FroYo for a kibitzing reprieve?”

“It, My Dear, is a definite deal!”

Today’s Recipe: 
I originally envisioned making Strawberry-Basil or Strawberry-Balsamic Frozen Yogurt, but when I spied the bottle of rosewater, I couldn’t resist. A rosy disposition (now that I’ve made friends with my inner critic) deserves a rosy treat.

Fresh Strawberry-Rose Frozen Yogurt

Reducing the strawberry juice provides a big impact to flavor, even if you are using bland store-bought strawberries.


Ingredients

  • 1 pound fresh strawberries, washed and hulled
  • ¾ cup granulated sugar, divided
  • ⅛ teaspoon Kosher salt
  • 1 cup plain whole-milk Greek yogurt
  • 4 teaspoons (1 Tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon) rosewater
  • 1 Tablespoon fresh lemon juice

Directions

  1. Using a food processor, coarsely chop strawberries. In a medium bowl, stir together chopped strawberries, ½ cup granulated sugar, and salt. Set aside for 45 minutes. Don’t wash the bowl of the food processor, you will be using it again in step 4.
  2. Meanwhile, in a large bowl, mix together whole-milk Greek yogurt, remaining ¼ cup granulated sugar, rosewater, and lemon juice. Set aside.
  3. After 45 minutes, strain juice from strawberries into a small saucepan. Over medium-high heat, reduce strawberry juice to 4-5 tablespoons of syrup. Let cool.
  4. Return strawberries to the bowl of the food processor. Process until pureed and add to yogurt. Add slightly cooled strawberry syrup and combine well.
  5. Cover bowl and let rest in refrigerator for at least an hour, but overnight is preferred. Process frozen yogurt in your ice cream maker, following the manufacturer’s directions. Transfer to a container and keep frozen.