The flour prances dancing At her majesty Her mastery and magic Glistening The bottle is for rolling to level the dough The jar is ready for moulding perfect circles Though she's not here physically I learned how to feed more than mouths Ora Lee taught me that the kitchen is the soul of the house
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Just had a madeleine moment!
The bottle planted me back in the kitchen of the family home. Spending an afternoon baking with mum; she using the rolling pin and me using a clean, empty milk bottle whose contents would earlier have been quickly devoured. Baking was a form of meditation for her — she baked often.
Thanks for the memories Shondra!! ☺️
I can say my mother taught me but I can also say I did not learn well because my baking was never as good as hers. Thank you, Shondra!