Someone in craigslist (I’m a regular at the food forum) mentioned family recipes, and I couldn’t but think of my grandmother’s – and then my aunt’s – recipes for cakes. I grew up with their sponge cake with lemon frosting (though I preferred it with whipped cream), chocolate with mint sauce and yellow cake with chocolate-dulce-de-leche frosting. And of course, apple pies, chocolate pies, lemon pies. My grandmother was known for her cakes and pies, and she was the best.
Now I have their old cookbook. But I have it because my aunt passed away. It’s been almost 2 months and I’m still crying almost every day. Sometimes I cry because I’ve already gotten used to the idea that she’s dead. I loved her so much.
Mike came home and interrupted me from the thoughts, so this will be it.