Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Birda Mae:In loving memory
Poem :She was
She was warm like teacakes on a Sunday afternoon
She was unpretentious
She was funny in a subtle way
Her love was palatable
and constant as the sun
She was the walking ,taking embodiment of God's
In fact she was everything to me.
About This blog
My fondest memoreis in my life are the ones at my grandmother's table.I loved not only the warm,velvety ,slightly sweet 7-up cake, but the affirmation that I was loved. What started out as a creative outlet and a place to honor her loving,generous spirit has evolved into a food blog where I can blather on about recipes, food trends, and basically any food related topic that foodies would like, ....you get the idea. I am sure my family and anyone I've been friendly with for more than 2 minutes will breathe a collective sigh of relief, since I don't have to dump my food conversations on them all the time. Also to mix things up I will share scrapbook pages. I want the blog to refect who I am and what I like to do when apart from being a full time Mama and part time college student.Thank you for sharing this journey of exploration with me.