Sunday, October 3, 2010

Chocolate Chip Cookies (rough draft)


Every family has its own traditions that create many memories. Most of these family traditions are about food. Some families have a secret recipe, or make certain foods for the holidays. With all of these family tradition comes memories and feelings about them too. People always remember the way the atmosphere felt, the smells that were in the air and the people that surrounded them. Even though some family traditions I experienced when I was younger were simple they were just as remember able.

When I was younger it was tradition for me and my siblings to go to my grammas house over holiday brakes. She was the typical gramma; She was very nice, caring, had short white hair,called me sweetheart, and had glasses. Her house always smelled like a bakery because she loved to bake. Every time I walked into her house I always felt like I was stepping back in time, especially when I walked into the kitchen; everything looked like it was from the forties or fifties. While I was over at her house we would make many amazing deserts but my favorite was chocolate chip cookies. I know chocolate chip cookies doesn't sound that different or exciting but to me it was.

Whenever it was time to make the cookies I would get very excited and start getting all of the ingredients together. My gramma would have me stir, which I thought was the best part of making the cookies. I will always remember how no matter how hard i tried I would always make a mess when stirring the flour and how gramma never got mad. While the cookies were baking I would sit on a stool and watch the cookies bake through the window. After the cookies were made my gramma and I would sit at the table with our cookies and milk and watch the snow fall. I will always remember the warm loving feeling that i felt on those days.

Now that I am older I don't get to have baking days with my gramma as much as i would like to but we will always have memories of our fun times together. I will never forget the smell of the freshly baked cookies, how much fun we had making the cookies, and how much we loved spending time together. Through having this tradition with my gramma I hope to carry on my own memorable traditions with my family.

Traditions are important to have with family, no matter what those traditions might be. I loved my tradition of making cookies with my gramma and it was something that brought us closer together. Some traditions are more creative than others, some are more interesting than others, and some are simple but it doesn't matter as long as they create life long memories like mine did.

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