This post is brought to you by GE but all opinions are my own.
What kind of family do you have? My husband and I have 3 children – all biological. I grew up the oldest of 5 children – all of them half siblings by blood (but full siblings by love). For most of my childhood, my mom was a single parent.
It’s almost cliche to say that it isn’t the blood that makes the family – but it is so incredibly true! Unconditional love that does not waver or change, that cheers during success and holds tight during pain, it binds a family together from the heart.
And it is in the kitchen that so much of that love is shown in actions.
Watch the short little video above – it grips at my heart, because food carries so much love with it. As I watched each family start to share pieces of what makes them unique, it brought so many memories to my mind.
Please share with me – what is ONE happy memory you have of your kitchen as a kid?
I’ll start –
While I have a ton of very happy memories of my mom baking and cooking for us, I want to share something a little different. You see, I am not a cook and I have never been particularly interested in the art. My little sister, however, enjoys it so much more.
I remember how as a middle schooler she would cook for the entire family. One time she made the most delicious manicotti and everyone raved about it! She blushed but I could tell she enjoyed the praise. I remember this particular meal because it was one of the few where no one bickered or annoyed each other (as 3 kids all 18 months apart are prone to do).
And wanna know something funny? To this day I have never attempted to make manicotti.
Your turn! Please share a memory you have from the kitchen!