Thursday, May 6, 2010

Chocolate Cake

Very few times I get serious when I write. Today is one of those days.

My Grandmother made the best Chocolate cake ever! One of my most vivid memories I have over and over of my Grandmother is in her kitchen. Her sitting me up on the kitchen cabinet and cooking. She could clean a batter bowl like no one I have ever seen. There was rarely a drop to lick. I can close my eyes and rush back to that moment. Everyone has those memories that make you smile and miss someone dearly in the same moment. Well I have only attempted to make her famous cake once before. Just never thought it would be the same. The past two weeks I have made it twice. The kids and Cody have gladly participated on my attempts. So for two weeks I have thought nonstop about Maude (my grandmother) and my Maude and how to pass down those memories and talk about them with my children. I have always wanted that thing that you bake and everyone knows it is yours. Strange I know but I guess that comes from to many pot lucks at church. You know a perfect comfort food. Cody said last night I had nailed it this week and it was perfect. What a supportive husband. The chocolate cake would be and hopefully will be my thing.

And every time I make it I am sure I will drift away into her arms for a moment on the kitchen counter...

6 comments:

  1. Years have gone by and I think I still miss her as much as I did almost 20 years ago.
    It is amazing what a strong impact she had on our lives.
    What an amazingly strong woman!

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  2. Your right I needed a tissue. What a wonderful tribute and memory
    you have written.
    I am sure your cake is made with the same love hers was.
    Love you,
    MOM

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  3. I seem to recall you making/decorating a cake for your grandmother,Maude, when she was ill and it was her birthday. She'd be just as proud now as I'm sure she was then. She was a special lady.
    Roxanne

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  4. My Grandma cleans the bowl clean too...I always asked for her to leave some to lick! Happy Mother's Day!

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  5. I remember my great grandmother who lived next door to Maude always called her Mrs. Bow. She called all her neighbors Mrs. ____, even though she had known them for 50+ years.

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