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The month of December is getting closer to being over. The closer it gets to the holiday celebration with my family, the more I want sweet treats. Maybe it is years of baking with my mom. In fact, one of the moments I shared with my mom every year is when we hid a chocolate pie somewhere in the fridge so we could share it later. While I plan on making a chocolate pie at some point, in my home I like to make cookies.
There is something about sweet, soft dough and melty chocolate that speaks to my soul. Heck, even soft yeasty dough with sweet cinnamon speaks to me. But...when you combine the two and subtract the cinnamon? Oh my goodness.
I was reading a book, and I cannot remember the name. It was a story about a third generation Jew in America who found out the man she befriended was the Nazi that saved her grandmother from death. The man pretended to be his brother who killed without mercy. The man wanted to the woman to help him die. What does this have to do with sweet treats? Well in the story, the grandmother's father was a baker. He would, every day, make his daughter a small bun filled with cinnamon and chocolate.
The story is heart-wrenching, but what isn't about the Holocaust?
What it got me to thinking is...(among MANY other things) how chocolate would taste inside homemade yeast bread. I have made many sweet treats, but I didn't make chocolate filled yeast buns. I have made chocolate rolls (cinnamon rolls without cinnamon). The chocolate got too dry. So I tried it with the chocolate in the middle.
That book, and the heartwarming story of a father preparing something precious for his daughter every day, gave me a sweet treat that tantalizes me now. I cannot make them now without thinking of this story. Without thinking of the Holocaust. And the people who suffered at the hands of other humans. What it has provided me is a connection that we all try to make. To ensure it doesn't happen again. To see and to feel one-tenth of the pain.
I have connected a story with a food. Has there been a story that has connected you with food? That has forever changed how you view a food?
The month of December is getting closer to being over. The closer it gets to the holiday celebration with my family, the more I want sweet treats. Maybe it is years of baking with my mom. In fact, one of the moments I shared with my mom every year is when we hid a chocolate pie somewhere in the fridge so we could share it later. While I plan on making a chocolate pie at some point, in my home I like to make cookies.
There is something about sweet, soft dough and melty chocolate that speaks to my soul. Heck, even soft yeasty dough with sweet cinnamon speaks to me. But...when you combine the two and subtract the cinnamon? Oh my goodness.
I was reading a book, and I cannot remember the name. It was a story about a third generation Jew in America who found out the man she befriended was the Nazi that saved her grandmother from death. The man pretended to be his brother who killed without mercy. The man wanted to the woman to help him die. What does this have to do with sweet treats? Well in the story, the grandmother's father was a baker. He would, every day, make his daughter a small bun filled with cinnamon and chocolate.
The story is heart-wrenching, but what isn't about the Holocaust?
What it got me to thinking is...(among MANY other things) how chocolate would taste inside homemade yeast bread. I have made many sweet treats, but I didn't make chocolate filled yeast buns. I have made chocolate rolls (cinnamon rolls without cinnamon). The chocolate got too dry. So I tried it with the chocolate in the middle.
That book, and the heartwarming story of a father preparing something precious for his daughter every day, gave me a sweet treat that tantalizes me now. I cannot make them now without thinking of this story. Without thinking of the Holocaust. And the people who suffered at the hands of other humans. What it has provided me is a connection that we all try to make. To ensure it doesn't happen again. To see and to feel one-tenth of the pain.
I have connected a story with a food. Has there been a story that has connected you with food? That has forever changed how you view a food?
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