Mom and Grandma above (I think they are shopping for more unnecessary trinkets). Mom's writing below:
When I was younger, I asked what is it all about? I think living is about loving, learning and just being in this beautiful world. Learn to dream about it and let it happen.
If I start baking or cooking, I am doing my meditation. I am creating. It becomes a dance and my partner is what I am creating.
If I can be just one little bit like my mother, I will have accomplished a wonderful thing to be. I have spent the last couple of days with this colorful, persistent lady who at 85 has mastered
the most important thing in cooking or baking-- she makes you feel like you are the only one she has been working over the stove for.
The love from her is overwhelming, just looking into those wise blue eyes, she is saying you are the most important person in her home and the food is her gift to you. She has said, " I've just got to give love, somehow, someway." Cooking became that vessel for her. Loving others through food is as old as time, and my wonderful mother is proof in that. All those years I thought it was just food on the table, my heart now knows better.
Love = me showing you a small way of what I can create, maybe through cooking or baking something special for you.
Dark Chocolate being tested as I write this, creamy, dark can't wait to taste chocolate cake in the oven. To be continued with the results, and recipe if all goes well...