Wednesday, September 2, 2015

A Taste of Home

Sometimes this hospital stuff is too much. Too sterile.

So when you walk into this kitchen...

And see a big bowl of apples. And know it's coming on fall. And you miss home.

And you just so happen to have all the ingredients.

You do this...

And can't believe the irony of cooking in such a dream kitchen even though we're here for medical reasons.

And you soak up the chance to pass on a treasured family recipe and bake with your almost 4 year old.

And then you hear a bunch of ladies walk in and say, "Mmmm, smell that cinnamon?!"

And you smile a little. Cause it's been a long day in the city, but you know that in just 45 minutes at 350 degrees it'll feel like home.


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