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.
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!! ☺️
Aww. I love this! Thank you for sharing that, Frances.
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!
Thanks! Ora was my grandmother, and my mom can't bake AT ALL. I am not as good at it as my grandmother. No one is.
I really like:
“I learned how to feed
more than mouths
Ora Lee taught me
that the kitchen
is the soul of the house”
Thanks, Margaret!