Posts tagged "baking"

Always a Baker, Never a Bride

I’ve named 2017 ‘the year of weddings.’ I’m told that everyone has seasons like this, but it’s a first for me. Over the span of six weeks, four of the most influential women in my life are getting married, each in a different state from New England across to Southern California. I’m maid of honor, cake baker, chalice bearer, and candy maker. But as a single woman who has never...

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A mother’s love, some chocolate, and why you shouldn’t wait to say “I love you”

I learned a lot from my mother, as I assume most people who are blessed with good moms do. And there is something to the phrase "a mother's love" though I can't explain it.  In August 2015, my younger sister and I had flown from opposite coasts to spend some time with Mom in Arkansas. Our scheduled visit ended up being spent at the hospital and things were not looking...

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Invisible Hospitality And An End-of-Summer Cake

Ten years ago, she confessed to me that hospitality wasn’t for her. The tasks that brought me life brought her only unbearable stress. She sloughed off a burden of expectation that wasn’t hers to bear. She said no to hosting friends for dinner and said yes to so many other good things. * Today, that same friend is mom to a houseful of kids. They arrived through birth and adoption...

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Biscuits, Eggs, and Becoming Family

White walls and a 80s multicolored afghan were all that greeted me in my new bedroom offered to me by virtual strangers. It had been two months since my parents had kicked me out of their home, leaving me stranded with nothing but a bunch of trash bags filled with my childhood stuffed animals and the fifty dollar check I had gotten from my job I worked at once a...

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The Joy Of Cookies

It was early 2003 when the idea came to me. My son was a tiny seed growing in my womb. Sitting in the living room of our rented farmhouse, curled up in my grandmother's old chair, the one she handed down to me, I considered my future: the one in the workplace. “What should I do, Lord?” I prayed. I loved my career in property management. But with the anticipation...

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Open Your Doors Anyway

We're stepping over boxes around here. We've been in the new house, our new home, just a week today. Sitting here in the kitchen feels a little strange, like it's not really my house, as if I'm only visiting. I feel like a guest here--except that I'm not a guest, I am the host.  One of the things we knew when we moved in, was that we wanted to practice...

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Why Rhythms Matter

Today is my daughter’s 20th birthday.  And it’s the first time I won’t be with her to celebrate. Last year, on March 7, I baked Murielle’s favorite chocolate cake with the help of some generous people in the neighborhood. The recipe and special bundt pan normally used at Christmas were skulked away in a corner of the kitchen but I had inadvertently overlooked the need for mixing bowls and the...

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Celebrate Belonging

I was twelve years old, stomach full of pie and knees to my chest, wedged between my sister and brother in the order we came out of the womb.  The lights on the tree were twinkling- the multi colored kind that my mama always protested were tacky but my daddy still strung every year.  When it comes to children and Christmas decorations, the one gets giddier as the other gets...

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An Intentional Bed

Sunday night was the night for Christmas cookies. Gingerbread rolled out and royal icing whipped, dark and white chocolate chips poured and butter creamed with sugar in the most beautiful sort of way. All of these concoctions resulted in our table being a floury mess and my clothes covered with whatever I happened to brush up against as we worked. We danced around each other in the kitchen, and I...

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Triple Ginger Cake

Last December, we invited my parents, in-laws, and my brother and his family over for an early Christmas get-together. Despite the fact that our table is not large enough to seat everyone, coupled with the startling realization that I did not own a ladle in order to serve my soup, and the only Christmas decor we have is a 4-feet tall, bright pink Christmas tree, it was so wonderful to gather everyone together. I...

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