~ My favorite holiday food memory has to be the one closest to my heart; baking holiday cookies and pies with my mom and Nanny by my side. I started early as a 4 year old. Mom would have everything set up in the kitchen and a special place for me at the table. We didn't have a fancy mixer and only a tiny kitchen but Mom always made it work. We would measure out the ingredients and Mom would always point out how the blue and white canister set used to be her great grandma's. With my grandma, she never had to measure anything and everything always turned out perfect especially her apple fritters and homemade donuts. Mom would let me peel apples, measure out the flour and sugar and always let me lick the beaters and spoons. Mom's homemade apple pie was the best especially with the apple's we got from the apple orchard. When I was little, Mom always let me have the scraps of homemade pie dough to make my own little pie. The smells that danced through the house on Christmas week wrapped themselves around my heart, never to be forgotten. ~