Category: “First’s” – stories

Category: “First’s” – stories My First Pie

My first pie was probably the best pie I’ve ever made — though my mama tells me that a fresh blackberry pie I made something like eight years after that first pie was the best pie I ever made.  I don’t know if either one was really the best — but in my fond memories, or the events that have made the greatest impression on me are those events that were ‘first’s’  — those attempts at achieving perfection with no experience — it was the best pie. Perfection doesn’t necessarily come from doing something hundreds of times — but is continue reading

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Category: “First’s” – stories My First Cake…

I’ve been thinking back on my first cake — well, I think it was my first — could’ve been my second.  I was making a cake for my mother’s birthday — so, June.  I made my first cake in June.  I cannot recall the year — probably I was nine years old.  I made a cake from a boxed mix and I added blue food colouring along with the eggs and water.  Maybe some oil.  It would have been Wesson Oil, I think.  I baked the cake in an angel food cake pan and set the timer so I’d be continue reading

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