Is there a food that reminds you of someone? Or something? Or a time in your life?
Making bread reminds me of being a small girl. Of standing at the counter with my hands in the dough, my mom placing a bit of dough in front of me for just me to figure out how to form it.

Making donuts reminds me of being lined up in the kitchen with my siblings. Each one of us with a job. Someone to cover them in glaze, one to put them on the racks to dry.

Pie reminds me of my friend Dyane and my sister Kelly. One day Kelly was in visiting our house (which was common place) and I got a call asking me how to make pie. So I explained over the phone and told them the recipe. Then a short while later I went home to find Dyane and Kelly mixing the dough with a mixer. Now if you don’t know anything about making pie that won’t seem funny to you. But I almost peed my pants laughing. Seriously. They told me I didn’t say HOW to combine the ingredients. Something I thought people just KNEW.

Chocolate chip cookies remind me of my grandma H. She was constantly cooking cookies that had tofu in them and trying to trick us into eating them. So I started never accepting cookies from her 🙂 Tofu in cookies goes against all the things I love about cookies 🙂 hahahahaha

I have lots of other memories tied to food.
It’s one of the reasons I love food!
Do YOU have any?

So I am coming up to my 500th post. And to commemorate that I’m going to have a giveaway. Of something I’ve made. Well I haven’t actually made it yet, but I will this week. 🙂 And I’d bet you’d like it. So keep your eyes peeled!