Cookbook author Cheryl Day on falling in love with baking (and the American South).
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| The summer season has always been my favorite time of year. As a young girl growing up in Los Angeles, I spent most afternoons in my bare feet jumping in and out of swimming pools and eating more than my share of ice cream with friends. My sister and I both celebrated our birthdays in June and we always had the best parties in the neighborhood. But what I looked forward to most of all was our annual road trip to visit family down South. It always felt like such an adventure and I treasured the memories we created upon our arrival at my grandmother Hannah's house. I still remember the first time I visited my grandmother's kitchen in Alabama as a young girl. It seemed like there was always a pound cake baking in the oven or a fruit pie cooling on the counter. The pride and craft of Southern baking was on full display. That is when my love affair with the American South and baking began. To this day, the memory of pies baking in the oven take me back to those hot summer days of my youth. My style of baking and entertaining is a direct connection to those afternoons spent with my mother and my grandmother. | | | |
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| Blueberry Icebox Pie | | An easy-peasy no-bake dessert to whip up when it's so hot you just can't bear to turn on the oven. | | | | | |
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