I remember losing Martin, and Robert and of course John before the other two. That was a rough time for our country. I was only a child at the time and I remember the sadness and tension of all that loss and the uncertainty and worry on the faces of my parents and their friends. It was like the world was falling apart.
I've also come to realize it's important to stay healthy and find joyful things in my days. It's the only way to counter my world weary soul. The party may be over, but that doesn't mean I have to stop baking double chocolate cakes. Or peach/blueberry crumble. We may go down, but I, for one, intend to go down with as much joy as I can muster.
|I made these from Barefoot Contessa recipe.|