My mother grew up in Paris, one of 11 children, and had memories of bomb shelters and only flour and water to eat, as well as raucous family meals.[What else could they have been with 11 children?]When she landed in America as a young girl, she paid her way by assisting the dietitian with all the meals at her Ann Arbor, Michigan school.So family tradition,hunger and a decidedly forward thinking school cook all led to food and dinner time being somewhat of an obsession.My mother would always prepare a 2 and sometimes 3 course meal for us.Working beside Mama in the kitchen was a cloth woven with long periods of comfortable silences,confessions,laughing and the intricate ballet required when you have more than one person in a New York City apartment kitchen.What I write here has so much to do with this woman who would literally swoon eating a marron glace. Appreciation, gratitude and wonder.She had those and I hope to share some with you.
wow that is one talented barista!!! now i need to make a starbucks run :)
ReplyDeleteWOW! :-) Beautiful! These are the little details that make life wonderful.
ReplyDeleteReally fun!
ReplyDeleteMarvy-Fabby™!!
ReplyDeleteMaybe I should go get a cappucino just to see if I get one of those by chance...
Boo! *g*
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Wow! So beautiful and fun cappuccino :)
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ReplyDeleteSo funny cappuccino!
ReplyDeleteI wish you so funny all Halloween...
ReplyDeleteAww! Must have seemed almost a shame to drink it...
ReplyDelete>Aww! Must have seemed almost a shame to drink it...
ReplyDeleteIndeed! But we do have the photo. *g*
N - nice YouTube videos, BTW! Kudos..
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