Growing up with three siblings, it would be reasonable to say we had our fair share of disagreements and bickering. But there was one mutual unspoken bond we all shared and that was Mum’s baking. Come rain or shine, a fresh batch of cookies or coming home from school to the scent of a freshly baked loaf of bread permeating the whole house was enough to settle any disagreement. That or being allowed to lick the spoon with the cookie dough still on it lol. (Yes thats me licking the spoon at the table in the snowy scene).
Even now going into our late 20’s and early 30’s, as adults, there is still a special place in all of our hearts for Mum’s baking. A feeling that we will never outgrow.
This piece is an ode to all the full stomachs and warm feelings that Mum’s baking brought us all as a family. We love Mum’s baking.
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