|Leah (right) with her husband, daughters and Oma|
My grandmother would bake my dad’s (her son’s) childhood favorites along with those of my mom, my brother and myself.
During our stay, we would bake more to make sure we had a different dessert every night after dinner, and plenty of homemade treats during the day.
I knew, as a child, that baking was something my grandmother not only enjoyed, but also a way that she expressed her love for others.
As I got older, I began to bake, and realized not only do I enjoy the actual art of baking, but also making others happy by baking their favorite treats, just like my grandmother. I, learned from the best, and only bake from scratch, just like my grandmother.
Every Thanksgiving, I make pumpkin cheesecake, a favorite of many of my guests, especially my grandmother.
I don’t know which part is more fun – laughing with them as they make a mess, accomplishing our goal or enjoying the final product!
Happy Grandparent’s Day, Oma……….I’ll be over with some black forest cake later!
Written By: Leah Bradley