Few things are as wonderful as walking into a home on a fall evening and greeted by the smell of something warm and delightful coming from the kitchen. Yesterday Lulu came rushing through the door after school, turning to me with the biggest smile ever said "I just love your bread mom. It makes me feel so homey!"
Isn't it amazing that a little of this, and a little of that in a bowl can make a house feel like home.
Aroma's and tastes are powerful traditions in our hearts. I have to remind myself of that each day as dinner time approaches. I am not just making somthing to feel my family's stomach, but their heart and their soul. This could be a daily miracle that is often taken for granted.
This is the re-telling of the long known fact that out of small and simple things, great things happen.
