Today, I have a random request for you. It deals with a little project that I have been thinking about.
I’ve always full heartedly believed the quote that “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”
Luckily, thanks to my mom and grandma, I have inherited a deep love for cooking and truly believe that cooking is a labor of love.
When I think of my Grandma Marilyn, I always think of the cooking that she does for our family and for friends, community members, etc. I think specifically of her rolls and cinnamon rolls. They are basically famous in our small town.
I was lucky enough to see my grandma very often growing up and got the chance to bake with her many times. Thus, I learned her tips and tricks to making the rolls just right.
There are a lot of lessons to be learned in baking or cooking too. I think back to my ten-year-old self who went to bake with Grandma: the amount of patience, preciseness, and perseverance one must have while baking is immense.
Waiting an hour for dough to rise or kneading dough for twelve minutes?! Often times, I wanted to rush through it, but to do so would be to miss out on so much.
You see, that labor of love, and the work that goes into preparing something yummy to share is also why it is so rewarding to complete.
My grandma has almost created a “legacy” from her love of baking for others, which I feel so grateful that I will get to continue.
So, here’s what I want to know from you. Please comment: don’t be shy!
When you think of your own family, is there a “dish” or “recipe” that you associate with a certain family member?
Comment below with what that dish was and who the person you connect it with is. Feel free to also share any memorable stories you have about baking with that person.
I greatly appreciate your participation, in advance!
Have a good day! Happy baking!
Question of the Day: What is your favorite recipe to make?