Yesterday I made a buttermilk-cardamom pie and peanut butter bread. It just felt like that kind of a Sunday.
I used a recipe I'd clipped from the San Francisco Chronicle ages and ages ago. The only modification I made was to omit the granulated sugar and to bump up the peanut butter by a tablespoon or two. The link is here.
The Cardamom Buttermilk pie is from the most recent issue of Saveur and we'll be enjoying it this evening after dinner. I really, really wanted it for breakfast this morning, but what with all these kids around I was forced to show some restraint. Restraint sucks.