There were two interests I shared with my mother. One was baking. She made brownies and tollhouse cookies, sometimes a yellow cake with dark chocolate icing. All these confections were delicious, but more than that they were opportunities to be with her, flour on my nose, mixing and sifting and most of all licking the raw dough off my finger after the s…
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