Latest blog post on the Community Kitchen blog — about my one true sentence. Also a recipe for chocolate chip cookies from my grandma’s and great-grandma’s bakery in Evanston, Illinois. Happy Valentine’s Day. Also a photo of little memomuse as a kid with my grandma and mom.
“All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.”
― Ernest Hemingway
As I was making chocolate chip cookies with my son today, I thought of something so profound and deep — it barely surfaced.
At that precise moment when my three and three-quarters year old poured the baking powder into the blue bowl, I should have honored and listened to the Montessori urge to go write it down right then and there.
But I didn’t. I kept mixing, baking, and preparing our cookie dough.
I had spent the hour prior to this trying to engage my sick, moody, snow day cabin fevered son to bake with me. He was mad at me because I would not let him watch Phinius and Ferb — his current favorite cartoon (I really like it too). We (or rather I specifically) are trying to limit his TV watching to two hours a day. And two hours a day seems like too much as it is.
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