My cousin and I were reminiscing by email about my mother’s delicious baked goods.  It is an undisputed fact in our family that my Mom, Aunt Louise, was a great cook  She whipped up a delicious chocolate cake that was light and moist, smothered in rich milk chocolate.  My cousin was hoping to secure that recipe, now buried somewhere in my pantry–I hope.     Our conversation was spurred by my list of gratitudes that she had viewed from a … Continue reading →