From everything I've  been told about my grandmother, she was an excellent cook. She measured  flour with her hand instead of a measuring cup. She could take a head of  cabbage and feed a table of ten with it during the Depression. She'd  bake dozens of dinner rolls every morning to feed her family and share  with needy neighbors.
 A  few of her recipes were past down, and one thing my grandmother taught  me was recipes mean a great deal to families --- they are in fact a part  of a family's history. So when I was writing my novel 'Surrender the  Wind', I decided to include cookery, as it was called in Colonial times,  to the story.  Three women, each having their own best dish. A  hero  that loves his wife's baking. A housekeeper to an Annapolis lawyer that  frets over whether or not her roasted chicken is to his dinner guests'  liking. And a servant whose stewed apples tempt the hardy appetite of a  local constable.
A  few of her recipes were past down, and one thing my grandmother taught  me was recipes mean a great deal to families --- they are in fact a part  of a family's history. So when I was writing my novel 'Surrender the  Wind', I decided to include cookery, as it was called in Colonial times,  to the story.  Three women, each having their own best dish. A  hero  that loves his wife's baking. A housekeeper to an Annapolis lawyer that  frets over whether or not her roasted chicken is to his dinner guests'  liking. And a servant whose stewed apples tempt the hardy appetite of a  local constable.Over three posts, I will include their recipes. First here is Mrs. Partridge's Colonial Maryland Roasted Chicken. Let me share a bit about her first from the novel.
Stowefield  sat at his desk dozing, his steel spectacles hanging low on the bridge  of his nose. His hair was a mass of gray locks, matching a pair of bushy  eyebrows. His housekeeper nudged him on the shoulder and he shook and  sputtered awake. 
          “What is it, Partridge?”
Seth  waited inside the doorway. He smiled at the pronouncement of the  woman’s name. She resembled the bird, with her tiny eyes and spherical  face, stout neck and body, the way her arms hung away from her sides  when she walked.
          “Mr. Braxton here to see you.” Partridge folded her hands over her apron. “You must rise from your nap.”
Mrs. Partridge's Colonial Maryland Roasted Chicken 
1 Tender hen
1 Sprig of Rosemary 
1 large Onion cut into quarters
Enough red-skinned potatoes to feed the Continental Army
Stuff the fowl rosemary and onion
Cut potatoes and toss with butter
Lay hen in baking dish and surround with potatoes
Roast at 325 until done
Do  not allow the fowl to overcook, nor for the skin to blacken. . . even  though gentlemen such as Mr. Stowefield ( her employer and Annapolis  lawyer) and Mr. Braxton ( the hero ) say it is quite delicious.
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I don't like cooking but totally agree that recipes, and how they're written, are very personal and cool, esp. old ones.
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