Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Day 2: Mom's Recipe Box

One of the happiest holiday memories I hold deep in my soul is baking with my mom and siblings. What fun we had frosting cookies and each other.  Oh my the glorious smells that wafted through the house during the holidays...sugar cookies, gingerbread men, peanut butter blossoms, and many more.  She was a passionate candy maker, too.  Chocolate fudge, peanut butter fudge, penuche fudge, divinity, peanut brittle, buckeyes, caramels and taffy filled tins. 

As we grew up and moved on with our own lives, we still came together to make candy. By the time each of us arrived the recipe box was open with a stack of recipes at the ready.  We got busy kneading, mixing, dipping, and creating.  Sisters and sister-in-laws came and went as life sent us in various directions, but the tradition continued for those who could make it until my mom became too ill to open her recipe box.

Day Two: My Mother's Recipe Box

Now when I hold those recipes in my hands and admire the lovely handwriting that was my mom's I can hear the music of her kitchen; the deep, rich sounds of Bing Crosby singing White Christmas, the laughter of the ladies in my life, and for a moment she is right here once again.

*Blowing a kiss to the heavens above*

This is day two of Kim Klassen's 12 Days of Textures.  Each day she's sharing a texture that can be downloaded for free.  Here's your chance to give textures a try on your photography.  Follow the cookie crumb trail here.


  1. Oh Teresa, what a lovely sentiment. Your moms recipe box along with her handwritten recipes. And memories of Bing's White Christmas playing softly in the background, sweet laughter, and a feeling of sincere warmth. Such lovely lovely memories.

    Yes. Blow her a kiss to the heavens above. She's waiting for it. :)

    I love this photograph. xo

  2. Oh, you totally nailed this post and photo! I can feel the love and almost smell the gingerbread just reading. Do people even HAVE recipe boxes anymore like our moms did? Everything seems to be on the computer, that's so sad :(. And isn't this what Christmas is all about, holding memories dear even though our dearhearts might only be with us in spirit. Lovely, just lovely.


  3. This brought a tear to my eye...what a beautiful photo and memory! Thank you for sharing this treasured part of your life.

  4. What a lovely, heartfelt tribute to your mother. I love everything about this post!

  5. Your shared memories are wonderful, and the image, with its texturing, a work of art. Love it!

  6. Precious memories and this priceless recipe box. You've made it even more special with this texture. Your mom would be proud!

  7. Such a lovely sentiment! :) And a beautiful image and edit.
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    Sweet dreams!

  8. I remember.... sincerely brought tears to my eyes. I miss them both dearly!

  9. I was just commenting tonight about the well worn recipe for Greek Sesame Twists that I was making. Hopefully someday my daughter will have such fond memories of my recipe box!

  10. Teresa, just beautiful and treasured memories...all those favourite family recipes of fudge sound wonderful!x

  11. I think family recipes are heirlooms worth keeping, don't you? A few years ago, I asked each of my family members to send me their favourite recipe, handwritten on paper. I scanned and printed each of the recipes and compiled them in binders. Then I gave the binders (labeled Our Family Recipes) back to them as Christmas presents.

    I'm curious, what is divinity?

  12. Great shot. What a wonderful memory maker.

    Darryl and Ruth :)


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