What a great topic, PJ! I used to bake with my Nana when I was little. I remember rolling out extra pie crust scraps, sprinkling with cinnamon sugar, and baking. She made my birthday cake every year. Daffodil cake was a favorite, until I discovered I loved her boiled raisin cake. Many years later I used her recipe to bake my wedding cake. She was gone by then, but I felt like she was with me. My mom and sister and I are great in the kitchen together. We love to cook for family gatherings and parties, and have such fun doing it. And now I'm teaching my daughter all those precious family recipes, like Nana's stollen and Mia's (my mom's) cheesecake. But really the truly precious thing passed down from generation to generation is an unbroken chain of love that runs through our hearts, by way of our kitchens. Our kitchen is not only where we bake, it's where we gather, laugh, pray, sustain each other, and remember generations now gone. Happy Mother's Day to all my baking buddies! Cindy Cindy, this is beautiful - I'm going to cut and paste it into our company newsletter so everyone can enjoy your words. Let's spread the love, shall we? And Happy Mother's Day to you and all the moms in your family. :) PJH

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