This brought back so many memories of my own grandmother. I loved watching her in the kitchen. I thought as only a child could that she was the most amazing cook on the planet and she was!
It is interesting how food carries the tradition. In my family, my mother taught me how to make
creeps, now my son is making perfect ones. He invites me over to his house for crepes and it always makes me to remember my mother, his grandmother. Unfortunately, I never use any recipes of Jewish food - all of them seem very complicated and time-consuming. By now, they live in my notebook, but not made in my kitchen. The notebook, however, lives in my kitchen.
This brought back so many memories of my own grandmother. I loved watching her in the kitchen. I thought as only a child could that she was the most amazing cook on the planet and she was!
It is interesting how food carries the tradition. In my family, my mother taught me how to make
creeps, now my son is making perfect ones. He invites me over to his house for crepes and it always makes me to remember my mother, his grandmother. Unfortunately, I never use any recipes of Jewish food - all of them seem very complicated and time-consuming. By now, they live in my notebook, but not made in my kitchen. The notebook, however, lives in my kitchen.
Such beautiful work by Brooke! I'm also cheering for this sweet and tender book.
The writing was as delicious as the food described. The writer has found her own way to whip up something nourishing and filling.
Beautiful tribute! Makes me think of my grandmother too 🥰