Since no body seems to be dropping by or commenting lately, I'm going to post something that people probably don't really care about. So there.
I heard this song on a movie recently, and for some reason I choke up everytime I hear it... Perhaps it's the memories of baking cookies with my grandma... Of baking cakes, cookies, and sometimes pies with my mom... Of the precious memories that a mother and child can have, the lessons that can be taught, both about life, love and cooking, in the kitchen...
So, enjoy... And if you decide to ever comment again, let me know what you think... What memories it stems... What lessons you learned in the kitchen.And while you're listening... Here's a few pics from this weekends wedding...




