I’ve spent some time in the kitchen today, taking my time to bake a pie. In the process I began to think of how many fabulous memories I have from the cooking and the wonderful meals shared with family and friends…precious times.
I’m sharing a bit of the sights in my kitchen on this Christmas Eve.
From a shelf in my kitchen window, this little snowman smiles and watches.
I find that the best memories, the most fun and enjoyment for me, comes from creating goodies and cooking favorite holiday dishes. So do many others, and this half empty container of homemade fudge is perfect evidence of that.
There are time honored recipes, some in vintage cookbooks on my shelf,
others handwritten on cards. I just love it when I find one that has been used a lot and shows smears and crumbs from being handled before.
My collection of springerle rolling pins sit in that kitchen window, too. Later today I hope to start a batch of those cookies and try a new flavor.
Already, the aroma of pumpkin pie is drifting through the house. Can you remember the smells of a favorite food being cooked as you waited for the big feast?
Sometimes I just like to look at the colors of the fruit, to see the many shades and tones, the imperfections of the peeling, and imagine the juicy taste.
Making food. Making memories. Making a time and place for good fellowship.
My wish for you is that this holiday will bring that same opportunity to you.
~ Deb ~