By Amanda Rossiter
Recently, my youngest daughter made a comment about how my “most famous recipe” is my banana bread. It started a fun conversation between us about how she thinks I could make the banana bread without reading any instructions because I make it so often and it is so good. She really enjoys making it with me. According to her it is the best banana bread. I don’t know about that theory, but it got me thinking about my own childhood memories of baking with my own mother and grandmother. Truth be told the banana bread recipe I use was given to me by my mother.
Recently, my youngest daughter made a comment about how my “most famous recipe” is my banana bread. It started a fun conversation between us about how she thinks I could make the banana bread without reading any instructions because I make it so often and it is so good. She really enjoys making it with me. According to her it is the best banana bread. I don’t know about that theory, but it got me thinking about my own childhood memories of baking with my own mother and grandmother. Truth be told the banana bread recipe I use was given to me by my mother.
I have many very fond memories of baking with my mom and my grandmother. My favorite recipe to make with my Grammy was her doughnuts recipe. I still try to make them a couple times a year but have yet to perfect them the way she did. Whenever I do make them it always brings a smile to my face to think of the way she would talk when we made them. “Oh just a pinch of this and a little of that” she would say. That might be why I can’t perfect them quite the way she could because not everything was wrote down in the recipe.
With my mom, I can remember getting ready for any community wedding or baby shower by making sandwiches, banana bread, cinnamon bread and things like that. She taught me so much about how to bake and cook among so many other things. My favorite thing to bake with my mother was birthday cakes. She still makes the best chocolate or white cake with boiled icing. Part of what was so memorable about the cakes is the tradition that went along with those cakes. In our family we got to pick the meal on our birthday and what kind of cake we had for dessert. This is a tradition that I have carried on with my own family. Not to mention, my lovely mother still makes birthday cakes for her adult children on our birthdays.
It amazes me the memories that can come flooding back to me when I start baking. I love that these memories are happening for my own children as well. Both of my daughters are capable of baking things. The oldest does well on her own and the youngest just needs a little help with the oven and some of the heavy lifting but we all enjoy baking together. Memories are being made each time.
We would love to share your recipes and the memories that go along with them. If you have a recipe to share we would love to hear about it and the memories that go along with it. Email us at [email protected] with subject Recipe Memories.
It amazes me the memories that can come flooding back to me when I start baking. I love that these memories are happening for my own children as well. Both of my daughters are capable of baking things. The oldest does well on her own and the youngest just needs a little help with the oven and some of the heavy lifting but we all enjoy baking together. Memories are being made each time.
We would love to share your recipes and the memories that go along with them. If you have a recipe to share we would love to hear about it and the memories that go along with it. Email us at [email protected] with subject Recipe Memories.
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