When you grow up as the baby in a family of six, you learn you have to make time with your mom any way you can. Since mine spent most of her time in the kitchen shuffling dozens of meals and dirty plates around, I decided that would have to be our special place together.  I am truly happy and blessed that she shared her love of baking

(and eating) with me.

She was a strong, wonderful, funny lady who loved feeding her family and friends around the Finnish coffee table when they came over to our house for a good long"visit".  

Thanks for "visiting"!