{"id":75,"date":"2006-12-17T14:22:19","date_gmt":"2006-12-17T19:22:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/2006\/12\/17\/hang-a-shining-star-upon-the-highest-bough\/"},"modified":"2015-02-16T17:08:40","modified_gmt":"2015-02-16T22:08:40","slug":"hang-a-shining-star-upon-the-highest-bough","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.silkentent.com\/Trees\/?p=75","title":{"rendered":"Hang A Shining Star Upon The Highest Bough"},"content":{"rendered":"

December 17, 2006
\nSunday<\/strong>\u00c2\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Here we are as in olden days,
\nHappy golden days of yore.
\nFaithful friends who are dear to us
\nGather near to us once more.
\n<\/em>\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 \u00e2\u20ac\u201d Ralph Blane. 1914-1995
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\"HolidailiesThe party’s over. One more Gaudete Sunday Open House Extravaganza has been planned, prepared for, presented, and put away. As usual, people who came frequently in other years had to send regrets, people who had been invited often but had never been able to come showed up and were warmly welcomed. People I was about to introduce already knew each other from some other association. All of the ham balls disappeared, along with the sand tarts and the chocolate-dipped strawberries,\u00c2\u00a0but there is enough lasagna to sustain us for the rest of the week, along with a few fajita wrap sandwiches, some cut fruit and vegetables, and\u00c2\u00a0Swedish cardamom buns.<\/p>\n

Also as usual, I didn’t have a chance to talk enough to\u00c2\u00a0most people, especially one of my dearest friends, whose hostess gift was about two hours of\u00c2\u00a0holiday piano music as a soft background, played beautifully.\u00c2\u00a0I forgot to light most of the candles, and I didn’t even open the Whitman’s Sampler and the second box of cordial cherries (both of which are served along with a little bit of family history).<\/p>\n

Only two of Lynn’s\u00c2\u00a0classmates and a girl from another class\u00c2\u00a0were able to come.\u00c2\u00a0They’re all living in different worlds now, with complicated schedules and new lives away from central Pennsylvania.\u00c2\u00a0Some of my friends\u00c2\u00a0and classmates from Bishop McDevitt High School\u00c2\u00a0discussed the possibility that the school might close its city location and build a new suburban campus, an issue that engages emotions as well as reason and can become contentious, although last night voices on both sides were able to speak with love and respect for each other.<\/p>\n

The most controversial question centered on the national origin of the potica<\/em> or\u00c2\u00a0povitica<\/em>, a sweet cake I made for the first time. In the invitation I said “This year also promises Margaret’s first attempt at sfratti<\/em>, an Italian confection of honey and walnuts wrapped in a glossy pastry, and povitica<\/em>, a Croatian nutroll that no one in either of our families ever made but that Margaret especially likes.”<\/p>\n

I did make the sfratti<\/em> last week, but none of it survived Ron’s extensive taste tests. In searching for a recipe (since his mother’s, via her mother, can’t be found), I discovered that this is traditionally a treat served by Italian Jews to celebrate Rosh Hashana, the new year. None of my Jewish friends were familiar with it, but none of them has any Italian in their heritage. Most of the information I got about povitica<\/em> identified it as Croatian or Polish or stemming from some other eastern European culture. I used a recipe in my favorite bread book,\u00c2\u00a0Mary Gubser’s Mary’s\u00c2\u00a0Bread Basket and Soup Kettle<\/em>. This version called for two rolls to be placed one on top of the other in a Bundt pan.<\/p>\n

Some of my guests, including my sister, insisted that this is an Italian item, and to tell you the truth, I do know it from visiting in the homes of Italian friends when I was in high school. But I had a number of friends of eastern European extraction. Steelton, the company town along the river south of the city, still had ethnic parishes in those days, and none of us could exactly remember which church ladies made the nut rolls or whose grandmother made the best.<\/p>\n

And no one had ever seen it in a Bundt pan before.<\/p>\n

Nevertheless, not one crumb remains.<\/p>\n

See you next year.<\/p>\n

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