Spreading cream cheese on a toasted bagel. That did it. It brought back a memory of my mom. Weird how different things can bring to mind things that are buried. It happened sometime when I was in junior high or high school. I only remember that because we were living up Beaver Creek. (That place brings volumes of some of my best memories.) Must have been a Saturday when I wandered into the kitchen. Mom was surreptitiously facing the toaster. Her hands were busy, but that wasn’t unusual, her hands were always busy. It seemed she didn’t want me to see what she was doing. Of course, that made me want to know more. Peeking over her shoulder, I could see her sprinkling brown sugar over cream cheese. Hmmm, that looked good. She sighed and told me about her favorite quick treat. Toasted bagel with cream cheese and brown sugar then warmed a bit in the microwave. She let me have a bite. Wow! It was so yummy! Warm sweet, tart goodness—almost a caramel roll without the work. One more wonderful memory of my amazing mom.
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OK, I know what I am having for "desert" when I get home from work tonight. Dang those do sound tasty.
Some of MY best memories are of you living up Beaver Creek...
DANG that sounds GOOD! What a wonderful memory of your Mum. =)
What a great memory :)
has me thinking about what I will remember.
thats funny (in a sentimental, odd coincidence way). Back in September I was visiting my cousin Tim in the greater LA area. He said for dessert he had some mochi (sp?) (japanese taffy like candy). As we ate a couple pieces so many memories came flooding back (from childhood) it was hard to piece them all together.
been meaning to check out your blog for awhile. Glad that I did. God Bless!
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