The smells of home stay with us,
long after our childhood is over.
Grandmother's bread baking,
Mom's meatloaf, Aunt Jean's soups,
even Dad's infamous chili...
these aromas surround us
with memories of another place,
another time in our lives.
For me, cooking is a labor of love.
Filling my home with the smells
of the past, evokes cherished memories,
and creates new ones for the future.
I hope you will enjoy your stay here,
and "glean" a few memories for yourself,
or create new ones for those you love.
** Jackie **