Thursday, August 25, 2016

Food Memories

 It's weird growing up without a mother. Through many stages of life you wonder how things would be if you had one.  Through many marriages of my own (a post/posts for another time), I never gave it much thought because I was too wrapped up in my own life. And maybe it's because I'm older now but I've spent a lot of time thinking about my mom. I pulled out all of her old recipes to bake for this wedding so she can join us in spirit. I don't know who she was but somehow I think she would have gotten a kick out of this.  Yesterday was her oatmeal raisin cookie day.  I baked 200 of them.

 When I am quadrupling recipes, I line everything up ahead of time.  It's nice to have everything measured out and ready to go.

Five hours later my 'dead mother' cookies are packed and ready for the wedding.

* BTW..I burned out an older KitchenAid, not my OctoberFarm mixer.  That's sort of my show mixer.  I look at it more than I use it!