After the last morsel of turkey is licked off the finger and final slice of pumpkin pie disappears, the Catheys make harvest loaf.
Thanks to my dearly departed friend Anne Ferlo, Harvest Loaf has been part of my life for the past two decades. Anne was “Nonny” to my children, Luke and Kate, and it is they who insist this recipe come to life at the dawn of the holiday season.
Luke and Kate are picky, so they do away with the nuts and spices that really make Harvest Loaf sing, focusing on the chocolate chips and the glaze. Anne and I got along famously, partly because when she cooked for me there were no substitutions and no omissions.
The ginger makes this bread spicy on the lips, the chocolate chips make it irresistible.
Nonny is very much missed and celebrated in our hearts throughout the year, but none more than during the holidays.
Writing this up reminds me it's about time to take her widower, Guido Ferlo, to dinner. (Rococo or Vito's?).
Anyway, while we're dining with the Guidmeister, please do yourself and your family a favor while helping us celebrate Anne's memory with a Harvest Loaf of two ... or three.
Some folks like it room temperature, the kiddos love it refrigerated. Make two and decide for yourself: