Up until a few days ago I was in the popular crowd - kind of - since 95% of Blogs fail and The Womens Waiting Room was a card carrying member. Yesterday I was given Aunt Jean's big, yellow baking bowl. Aunt Jean is my Aunt through marriage and is this wonderfully creative woman, who never married and has lived her life with passion and flair.
At almost 93, she recently decided to sell her home and move into a nearby assisted living home. She has been culling her possessions and yesterday, at our monthly visit, she gave me her Memory Bowl. It was her Mother's baking bowl and she fondly shared stories about how her mother would both mix and bake cakes in the bowl. Her favorites being the chocolate and the Easter cake. She had held onto it because it held such wonderful memories. Food does that. I fell in love with the bowl the minute I saw it. Think perhaps I smelled the delicious cakes.