Spending time with my family this past weekend inspired me to try a treasured family recipe. My Maternal Grandmothers wonderful butter tarts. An easy favorite!
I was thinking about Nanny today(my Maternal Grandmother) and remembered how important baking and entertaining was to her. It wasn't just a domestic chore it was her passion. Her baking came from her heart. As I learn to master her recipes I feel as though a part of her is living on through me.
Baking is a special art. It's a story, a tradition, a form of love and learning that is passed down through the ages. It's a memory that is treasured through egg, flour, butter and brown sugar. Baking these family recipes reminds that both of my amazing Grandmothers are cheering me on from heaven.
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| Three generations - Love Love Love |
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