My Mom is an amazing cook, but she hates to bake. One of my favorite memories is of her trying to make a homemade pie crust and getting so frustrated that she threw it in the sink. It may not seem like a happy memory, but my Mom is so cool and collected all the time that was great to see her lose her temper for a change. My Nana on the other hand loves to bake. She taught me all about pie crust, cinnamon rolls, and whoopie pies. We talk on the phone every Tuesday and tell stories about what we're making that week. I once threw a full dinner plate across the room. My 24-year-old son remembers that moment vividly to this day... :) PJH

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