I turn twenty-nine on Thursday. James has planned something small. I do not know what. I have asked him to keep it minimal — I am three weeks out from the wedding, two weeks out from the bachelorette, and I cannot have another peak this month. He has promised. I trust him.
Jisoo wrote on Monday: "Happy birthday in advance, Dahee-Stephanie. I do not have a photo of you at one. I have a photo of you at three. You will be twenty-nine. Half of my lifetime when I had you. You are almost the age I was when I met Jun-ho. Time is so strange." She sent me a photo of herself at twenty-nine, at a park, in a blue sweater, holding Jihoon as a toddler. I had never seen this photo. I studied it. I recognized my own face in hers. I also recognized — strange to say — the version of me James fell in love with. Jisoo at twenty-nine looks like Stephanie at twenty-six. It is uncanny and grounding and I am going to put the photo next to my kitchen corkboard.
Karen called on Sunday to ask what I wanted for my birthday. I said, "I want you to be well." Karen said, "Be specific, Stephanie. Something I can shop for." I said, "A new cookbook." She said, "Done." She will buy me a new cookbook. It is what Karen does for my birthday every year. She buys me a cookbook. Last year it was a Taiwanese cookbook because of James. Two years ago it was a Korean vegan cookbook. Three years ago it was the Flavor Bible. Karen has been curating my kitchen from Bellevue for years, one book at a time. My kitchen is her library of gifts.
Kevin called. He said, "Happy almost-birthday. What's the plan?" I said, "Quiet." He said, "Good. You earn quiet." He said, "I have a gift." He will not tell me what. I hate this. I do not hate this. I pretend to hate this.
Wedding planning: the rehearsal dinner is now a thing. It is at a restaurant in Seattle — a small Korean-Taiwanese fusion place owned by friends of James's from his Microsoft days. Fifteen people on the Friday night. Jisoo and Jun-ho will be there. They fly in September 20. I fly to Korea Air on the morning of September 20 to pick them up. No, wait, that is backwards. They are flying to Seattle. I am picking them up at Sea-Tac. James will be with me. It will be my second reunion with Jisoo after the Busan trip. This one will be more ordinary. She will come through customs. I will meet her there. I will take her home. I will give her a bed. She will see my kitchen for the first time. My kitchen, the one I have been practicing in for her for a year.
Dr. Yoon: we talked about the birthday. She said, "You are turning twenty-nine with the life you have built. Notice it. Mark it." I am marking it here. I am twenty-nine tomorrow. I have a fiancé. I have two mothers. I have a brother, a sister, a brother-in-law. I have a career I am going to leave. I have a business I am going to start. I have a kitchen full of people's recipes that I have earned the right to cook. I am okay.
The recipe this week is a very simple birthday cake — vanilla buttermilk cake with vanilla buttercream, the kind Karen used to make me as a child. I made it for myself on Sunday. I will bring it home from the condo to the office Thursday and share with my team. I will not light candles. I will not make a wish. I will eat a slice. I will go back to work. I will be twenty-nine.
The cake I mentioned — the vanilla buttermilk one Karen used to make — was what I planned. But when Sunday came and I was standing in my kitchen, the one I’ve been quietly practicing in for Jisoo’s arrival, I wanted something I could share easily, something that didn’t need candles or ceremony. These baked doughnuts are what I landed on: soft and simple and just sweet enough, the kind of thing you bring to the office in a box and set down on the counter without making a speech. Twenty-nine deserved exactly that.
Baked Doughnuts
Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 12 minutes | Total Time: 27 minutes | Servings: 12 doughnuts
Ingredients
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 3/4 cup granulated sugar
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
- 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg
- 3/4 cup buttermilk
- 2 large eggs
- 3 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
- 1 1/2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
- 4 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted (for topping)
- 1/2 cup granulated sugar mixed with 1 teaspoon cinnamon (for topping)
Instructions
- Preheat and prep. Preheat your oven to 375°F. Lightly grease a standard doughnut pan with nonstick spray and set aside.
- Mix dry ingredients. In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and nutmeg until evenly combined.
- Mix wet ingredients. In a separate bowl, whisk together the buttermilk, eggs, melted butter, and vanilla extract until smooth.
- Combine. Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and stir gently with a spatula until just combined — do not overmix. The batter will be thick.
- Fill the pan. Transfer the batter to a piping bag or a zip-top bag with one corner snipped off. Pipe the batter into the prepared doughnut pan, filling each cavity about 3/4 full.
- Bake. Bake for 10—12 minutes, until the doughnuts spring back when lightly pressed and the edges are just golden. Do not overbake.
- Add topping. Let the doughnuts cool in the pan for 5 minutes, then turn out onto a wire rack. While still warm, brush each doughnut with melted butter and roll or sprinkle generously with the cinnamon sugar mixture.
- Serve. Serve warm or at room temperature. Store any leftovers in an airtight container at room temperature for up to two days.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 218 | Protein: 4g | Fat: 8g | Carbs: 34g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 185mg