Baking Powder Biscuits – with my kitchen buddy.
Most Sundays I can be found puttering in my kitchen – my little corner of the world where I retreat to relax, to cook, to create. And on those Sundays when I am really lucky I feel a little tug on my pants near my knees and then I hear “Uppie!” “Uppie!”
I reach down and throw little MIss Ruby into the air and then onto my counter.
At 18 months, my granddarling Ruby is my little shadow and my best kitchen buddy. She loves the feel of flour on her hands and the poof of white in the air that happens when you clap floury hands together.
We scoop flour, we cut in shortening and we stir in buttermilk. And then the most fun part – we roll. Ruby’s hands are too tiny to hold the rolling pin, so she holds her hands flat on top of the roller and she giggles when it rubs her little hands while I roll. We cut the biscuits into circles and plop them on a baking sheet. Ruby dips the brush into melted butter and together we both brush the biscuits. Often the brush somehow winds up in her mouth as buttery goodness dribbles down her chin and I laugh out loud.
And then the hard part: the waiting. We impatiently wait, and wait. I hold Ruby up to press on the oven light every minute or two to see how the biscuits are puffing.
When finally the biscuits are done we squeal with joy and eat one straight off the pan, breaking it open as the steam poofs out. It is not just good, it is heaven.
After Ruby leaves, my heart still happy, I wipe down, clean up the kitchen and pack away leftovers. And I think about food and family and things that matter most in life. One of those things is cooking.
Cooking is so much more than just creating fuel for the human body. It is about connecting, about sharing, about creating who and what we are. It’s about creating shared memories – memories that I hope will stay with my sweet little Ruby long after I have gone on to cook in more celestial venues.
When you cook for someone, you give them a little piece of yourself, your time, your creativity. You give them you. It shows them that they’re important to you, and that changes everything.
I am so excited to have Ruby in my life – so, so happy to have a little one to share my passion for cooking and to create memories with that will last through the eternities. Some of my happy times as a kid were cooking with my mom and my sisters, and I will cherish those memories and those flavors forever.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Moms and Grandmoms, Aunts and Cousins, female kitchen mentors out there!
My heartfelt wish for you is that you have a kitchen buddy as fun as mine. If you need a fun recipe that will totally mess up your kitchen, try this one that is our family biscuit recipe. It is sure to please. And to give your kitchen that fine white dusting that shows you really, really did cook!
— posted by Donna