In My Kitchen

For many years, I have had a dream in my heart of owning and operating my own bakeshop. I even went as far as to plan the type of old building that I would want it to be in, and the layout of the interior. I pictured the quaint old glass cabinets outlined in tiny clear lights, the wonderful aroma when one would walk in the door, and of course lots of pots of hot coffee and tea. I would want everyone to feel like they were invited, and when it was time for them to leave, they would think about coming back again. It was so much fun to dream...

... sometimes the dream would involve a coffee shop and a bakery, and sometimes it would be either one or the other. But, lately the bakery that I dreamed of has come to me. It is right in my very own kitchen. My youngest daughter loves to bake and the choice of what to bake, is usually cupcakes. Since I have drilled her on the principal in life that practice makes perfect, I suppose that is what she works toward doing. Tonight was no exception.

Here is what I discovered in my kitchen, when I came home this evening. Her and one of her dear friends decided to bake, decorate, and then give them away. It is the season of giving, right? It was a wonderful aroma that greeted me, and I must admit I think they are getting better with each attempt.


These two have been friends all through their school years, and remained friends after graduating. I love hearing them talk and laugh together. Somehow, to me good friends, laughter and cupcakes seem to go together.

Who knows how they will decide to give them away, but whoever receives them will be blessed. They will be blessed by the thought and the taste.

As for the bakery and the coffee shop dreams of mine...this is a better fit for me right now, having one experiment with their baking skills in my kitchen.

If you were here, she would give you a cupcake, I would give you a cup of coffee, and then we would sit and enjoy together. Wouldn't that be fun?