When my childhood repeats itself, in the best possible way

May 20, 2015

Dear Max

If you had to ask me what one of my favourite childhood memories is, I’d say biscuit baking. It’s something that I did with my mom and sometimes my brother, and even our nanny when my mom was sick.

We had a butter biscuit recipe (I featured the recipe here on Rattle and Mum) and while I don’t remember really making the dough, I recall rolling it, and cutting it into shapes, and sometimes sprinkling vermicelli or hundreds and thousands over them.

I *think* we had around four plastic biscuit cutters – a circle, a square, a triangle and a hexagon, and when we became bored or had cut out tens of biscuits into the usual-suspect shapes, we would make our own shapes, or roll them into letters of our names.

I don’t even remember eating them – it was just the pleasure of doing something so fun, and so “simple” that fuelled me.

On Sunday, incidentally World Baking Day, we baked some biscuits. Last time we tried you lost interest, but this time, you helped me measure ingredients, you cracked the eggs, you rolled the dough, and you cut the dough into shapes. You even cleaned the counter with a wet cloth, and refused to try a biscuit until you’d done a perfect job).

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Hello Kitty biscuits on the left, ready to go in the oven

These moments are so precious, and I savour them. I hope you too will one day have happy childhood memories of “simple” moments in which, without distractions, we measured, sifted, mixed, cut, shaped, iced and decorated. And that the only clock we watched was the one on the oven. And that the only “worry” we had was keeping the food out of reach from Henri, the jumping and eager puppy.

This is what connects me to a simpler, different time, and I’m so privileged to experience that with you.

xMom

 

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3 Comments

  • Sharon

    Ditto on the childhood memory, except that my mom had one of those manual metal thingies that cut the different shape and sized cookies and my brother and I would always fight over who was going to wind it!

    May 20, 2015 at 10:39 am Reply
  • Tanya Kovarsky

    That sounds awesome!

    May 20, 2015 at 11:31 am Reply
  • Cindy

    We made a lot of chocolate cake – it could have a lot to do with the fact the recipe only took 7 minutes to cook in the microwave. It was perfection!

    May 20, 2015 at 11:33 am Reply
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