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While I considered making a fictional take on this prompt, fact is in this case better than fiction. The theme of cooking is a wonderful prompt, and in this case is a story of love offered and love returned.
When my little sister was of pre-school age, she got it into her head that she was going to “bake” for my father. She was determined to make coffee cake without any assistance. She secretly gathered the ingredients and found a quiet time to make her culinary masterpiece. The Great British Bake-off had nothing on her.
When she had finished she bought the plate to my dad. The coffee cake was two slices of white bread with the crusts removed sprinkled with sugar and a generous portion of dry instant coffee granules. This was all mashed together into a roughly cake shaped mass.
She beamed with pride at her achievement. It was a gift of love and it was accepted as such.
This love was returned in kind when he ate the whole thing. All was smiles and compliments. Love indeed!
Her chicken noodle cookies are a story for another day.
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❤ i love this. ❤
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Great memories….don’t forget about leaving her up the Apple tree.
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Your dad must have been a great man to not dash her culinary skills for I’m sure he saw a ‘future ‘ for her. Thanks for sharing your story and I look forward to reading the chicken noodle story 😀
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Great story my friend. Yes, here’s to all the moms and dads that have endured countless drinks from empty cups, Easy Bake cookies, surprise ‘Princess Toasts’ all accepted with Love and Hugs.
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A fond and tender memory indeed. Thank you for sharing it ❤
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