Blast from the past

Two weekends ago I went and had a long overdue visit with my Grandpa. I only have one of my biological grandparents left and I want him to know how special he is to me! He still has all the photo albums that my Grandma put together and it's always so great looking at them and seeing what a stud my dad was growing up ;) My dad found a few pictures during our last visit that show how young I was when I wanted to hang out in the kitchen.

 First off, because I was just so darn cute, here's a picture of me as a little tyke helping my mum in the kitchen. She started training me young.

I maybe don't look so psyched here but I can guarantee that I am. I most likely just woke up from a nap. I'm in my Grandma's kitchen probably about to watch her whip up something unbelievable. I still can vividly remember her hands as they worked making wonderful food for her family.

And here is a picture of a woman that I miss every day. I wasn't even a teenager when my Grandma passed away so I never got the chance to learn from her the way I wish I had so I'm counting on genes to help me cook as well as she did.

- A