“When I moved out of state, my grandma would prepare a batch of kolaches to send with whomever was traveling my way. It always brought a little piece of home and comfort to me.”
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“When I moved out of state, my grandma would prepare a batch of kolaches to send with whomever was traveling my way. It always brought a little piece of home and comfort to me.”
“There were rarely ever leftovers, but sometimes my mom and I would sneak some into a separate bowl and hide it, just so we could have an extra serving the next day.”
“Sure these cookies are delicious, but that’s not why I make them. They remind me there isn’t much a mom won’t do to carry her family during hard times.”
“Mom has passed on a love of baking to me. I will continue to bake her hot cross buns until I no longer can, and then maybe one day my daughter will continue the tradition for us.”
“This dessert holds a special place in our hearts… and stomachs. It’s on every holiday table.”
“I created this cookie in preparation for that ‘someday’ when either my daughter or son celebrates their wedding.”
“My great aunt Joy wasn’t a great cook, but she had one specialty. It just so happened that her specialty was also my favorite meal. If I’m being honest, it still is.”
“I keep my mom alive through her cooking.”
“What I wouldn’t give to wake to the scent of my mother’s Sunday sauce bubbling away on the burner again! It was the best aroma in the world, better than coffee brewing, better than bacon frying. More than a quarter of a century later, I still miss my mom terribly. But the more I cook, the more I feel like her.”
“Just like my mom and all the moms before us, this one simple recipe has become a weekly tradition and favorite of everyone in the house.”