With her tan gardening gloves on and trowel in hand, I follow my mom around our gardening boxes. We toss cherry tomatoes in our mouths, warm from the sun and popping with juice. She shows me which onions are ready to pick for dinner and we bend down together to smell her basil plant. And…
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French Toast
Now that I am technically grown up- ya know, I do my own taxes, my knees pop and all I want to do is nap- I have realized what true love looks like. It looks like a mom cooking her two children french toast on a school day at 6:30 a.m. because they begged her…
Banana Bread
Can’t you just smell it? I can. As it sneaks out of the oven, it wraps me in a blurry, fuzzy blanket of memories of home, family and warm, melting butter. Banana bread. I have never met someone who doesn’t mmmmmm or oooohhhh when I bring banana bread over. I think it is one of…
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