A Mother’s Memory
Mother’s Day is just around the corner.
How are you honoring the mother in your life? One wine, one tumbler, and a little relaxing? I would like to take a second to honor mothers out there everywhere and including my mother.
This message is one of the fondest memories of my mother, it’s the way she could make everything, and everyone feel comfortable. She did this from inside her kitchen. Many can relate I’m sure, and the one recipe she made that always won me over was her Monkey Bread. Sometimes I feel she did it just for me, but I’m biased.
Later in life I realized how easy the recipe is and my wife makes it every so often for our family. I know I mentioned the recipe being easy, and that is not to neglect the effort of the task. I think she liked the recipe because she and I could spend the time talking. As a parent now, those moments are precious.
A little detour from the honoring, the recipe is easier than I ever really knew. The exact quantities are not in my memories, but I’ll try:
Ingredients:
1 package of biscuits, the kind that explodes when you twist the tube. That is the coolest part to do besides eating.
Some butter, brown sugar, and a little cinnamon.
Directions:
Cut the biscuits int smaller pieces, small enough to eat with your fingers. Place those pieces into a bunt pan or a pan of your choice (now that I’m writing this, we have a skull cake pan which would be cool to use). Oh, I think you need to spray the pan with butter or something. Whie you are doing that you are combining the other ingredients in a sauce pan to get is mixed, dissolved, able to pour over the biscuit pieces.
Then bake it for some prescribed time at a good temperature.
Please do not judge me, I was remembering the part about eating it and talking with my mom. The fabulous finger food desert has given me so many fond memories. I’m betting she was thinking that it was an easy desert for the effort expended compared to the ROI of the experience with her son.
Thank you to all parenting members out there.
