When cooking with my grandmother as a young girl, I always wore an apron chosen from her vast collection.
Seemingly always in the kitchen as a busy mother, I never took time to put on an apron.
Now that I am cooking with my granddaughter, she reminds me (as I taught her) to always put on an apron before we start to cook. In fact, aprons have become an integral part of our times together in the kitchen. Knowing the joy we find in cooking together, we have been the recipients, from family and friends, of aprons – even some matching ones. Which one to wear remains a difficult decision……..we discuss the provenance of each one:
“……….these from Rome when I was a baby, the pink one with the fire dogs from Auntie Sue Sue………..”
The decision made, we are ready to begin our adventure of making:
‘gooey cinnamon squares’
from the Smitten Kitchen Cookbook by Deb Perelman
-time out for an apron change-
-and yet another apron change for the sous-chef-
and finally tasting