We had a round aluminium electric oven in our house which, even today, Mom would lovingly reminisce that her sister gave it. Mom and Dad always baked together. And that involved a lot of sieving and mixing, as they always baked 2-3 cakes together with some cookies. Never was a lone cake standing on the table 😄
Today I baked a Marble cake with my daughter. She enjoys the whole process of sieving and mixing and she is deep in love with the smell of a nicely mixed cake batter. Like most people, I have a lot of my memories connected to food. And today, that first bite of marble cake took me back to my teenage days.
I remember that Mom and Dad did a lot of things together. They enjoyed gardening, baking and interior decor. They shared same interests, but their strengths in each of these areas were completely different. I guess that's why I dont remember them having a conflict when they were planting and plucking or trying out a new layout for our furniture. They somehow ended up complementing each other naturally. In today's day and age we'll have to empty our wallets going for therapy to get a hang on this. For the other part though, like any marriage, they had their own demons to ward off.
I always wondered how I never inherited any of these better traits from them. Plants never saw light of the day in my hands! Cooking was another chore to be done with! And I gave away interiors to my other half. He and my Mom synced at that level.
It took an extended work from home and a missed annual leave flight to know better. Over the last few days, I have had some extra stress free time on my hand. I have enjoyed baking and cooking some treats for my daughter. And there is a Lemon sapling proudly growing in my balcony. What can I say... it brings much relief, more than joy, to my heart to know that the (Drum Roll, Pls...)
"Lemon did not fall that far away from the tree".
