The Consequence

Love by Gustav Klimt
Gustav Klimt was an Austrian painter who lived from 1862- to 1918. This particular painting depicts his most typical subject a woman in a protagonist role- a very atypical them of the time. Gustav was more of a hermit by nature, but did help found the Vienna Sucession, which gave opportunities for the young to come and study under working artists to pass on the craft. He was one of few artists in history to use gold leafing in his often disputed and controversial work.


The Prince started to mention his hope to see her again, and with these last words 12 clock chimes began. Startled, Cinderella turned and hastened straight away. She ran down the steps dropping a shoe in the fray. She dared not to retrieve the delicate stray. She just reached her carriage but it vanished in a blink. Her fine dress returned to the rags, she hadn’t time to think. With no a choice, the girl spotted her stepmother’s coach just steps away. Cinderella climbed on the roof to hide without delay. Her head pounded, her heart raced to get back home and cry, but here she was trapped on the roof, her curfew defied.
She waited and waited so patiently, in fact she waited so long she drifted off to sleep. Inside the ball finally came to an end. The crowd left in carriages their tired feet to tend. Cinderella’s stepfamily was among the throng; angry at their wasted night, where everything went wrong. The prince had hardly noticed either girl’s apparent charms. In fact he spent the night in a fair girl’s arms.
The family all along the road heard something on the roof. Each guessed upon possibilities, but all remained aloof. The carriage shorty arrived home, the women filled with curiosity. They pushed and shoved, to get out the door their stow-away to see.
Cinderella awoke to three angry sneers. They believed Cinderella had wasted all night and shouted out their jeers. Her stepmother enraged, acted quite cruel. She grabbed a sharp chain and tied the girl to a stool. Cinderella would continue cook, and clean, the chain cutting her deep. Her only break from these long tasks would give her a chance to do laundry.

The imprisoned girl bowed her head then set off to make their breakfast, not believing she had enjoyed one enchanted night of bliss. Cinderella worked with fervor, making food fit for a king. Little did she know what this day cursed would bring. The home still bustled with post party energy, while the whole kingdom searched for the Prince’s bride to be. Before bed Strata- Ie This fabulous breakfast dish allows Cinderella to get breakfast on ready while she takes care of all the other chores she has in the morning. Just get it ready before bed and preheat the oven when you wake it will be ready in just under an hour.

Before bed Strata- Ie This fabulous breakfast dish allows Cinderella to get breakfast on ready while she takes care of all the other chores she has in the morning. Just get it ready before bed and preheat the oven when you wake it will be ready in just under an hour.
8-10 1 inch slices of day old bread- Italian or French work best
3T softened butter
1 container-8 oz. ricotta cheese with excess liquid pour off.
Zest one lemon then cut in half and juice set aside separately
1 T cinnamon mixed with 1/3 c sugar
1 pint fresh blueberries- 2 cups
1 ¾ c half and half
6 eggs well beaten with 1 t. real vanilla extract

Butter on one side of all bread slices. Arrange half of the slices in a 9 inch square pan. In mixing bowl combine ricotta zest and juice, and sugar mixture until well combined. Spread over bread then sprinkle with half of berries. Cover with remaining bread slices butter side up. Beat eggs with half and half until no streaks of egg, then gently pour over the entire pan ensuring total coverage by pushing bread into the mixture.
Cover the pan and place in fridge overnight, at least 2hrs. Remove pan from fridge. Preheat oven to 325 F. Bake on middle rack for 50-55 min. Allow to cool slightly before cutting into. Serve with remaining blueberries, syrup, or softened cream cheese.

The Prince had too few clues to know where the mystery girl had gone. Left alone with just a shoe and a smell, his search might go on and on. So he started searching in the bakeries, each to no avail. He sent to the pubs, and incense shops, to find who had put him under love’s spell. The sun was climbing in the sky, so he turned to the last resort. The Prince had his men pass the shoe to every woman in the court.
One lone courier stopped the prince to ask why he searched for just one girl, when as a prince he could have any lady in the world. The Prince detailed a woman’s beauty only poets could recite. He spoke of her grace, and kindness during theirs hours together on the prior night. The Prince said, “I’d give the world just to smell her lovely hair.” The lingering scent of cinnamon seemed to define his lady fair.
The messenger rested on the thought of cinnamon so sweet, and remembered a lovely servant girl giving him cookies to eat. The man did not dare nor did he dream; to suggest a home whose family was known to scheme. Nevertheless, the messenger said “let’s just return to this last home.” They’d use the remaining shoe to single out if one of the ladies would be ascending to the throne. The Prince, without options, followed the group in great despair. He knew of the famed family’s daughters, and loathed everything about the pair.

Next week: The conclusion and the rest of Cinderella's favorite recipes.
As always, smile and savour the rest of your day.
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