Hardly a day goes by when I don’t think of you or wish I could pick up the phone, give you a call and chat. We would talk about everything and nothing. Maybe we’d make a plan to go to a show together or I’d ask you to come over for dinner. I miss the simple stuff.
I have this blog, Mom and I think you might enjoy it. I write restaurant reviews and recipes and share stories about life, past and present. I am quite sure if you were here you would be featured regularly as you were always my biggest cheerleader and game to cook or try new restaurants with me. I actually launched the blog on Mother’s Day two years ago as a tribute to you because you see the writing in particular has really helped me navigate these past few years without you. It has become the anchor that I lost when you left. It’s a little bit of predictable each week and that is good. I don’t know how long I will keep it going, but my guess is at least another year. I wish I could have your advice on that.
Mom, I think the most memorable Mother’s Day we ever had was the year I surprised you by coming home early from my junior year abroad. Do you remember? Grandma and Grandpa picked me up at the airport, harbored me at their house overnight and brought me with them to the restaurant the next day. I remember walking into the room and the look of shock on your face! You kept the letter I wrote to Grandma all those years ago to arrange the surprise and I found it after you left. I have been reading it this week. Boy was I bossy pants, telling Grandma in big caps that the secret could not be let out! You loved your mother as much as I loved you. If my kids love me half as much as that, I am lucky.
There are so many things that remind me of you, Mom. Peonies, music, golf, books, tennis, fashion, pie, cinnamon donuts and of course, ice cream. I’ve been laughing remembering the times we would go out to dinner when I was young. I would order ice cream for dessert while you and Dad stuck with black coffee. Until of course the ice cream arrived and predictably your spoon would make a large dent in the perfectly rounded scoop before I even took a bite!!! It became our little joke. Coffee ice cream was your favorite and you always had a quart of it in your freezer, Haagan Daaz generally and in the old days, Brighams. You introduced it to my girls and to this day, coffee is their hands down favorite flavor as you know.
When I was thinking about what to make for the blog this week, I wanted to make something that made me smile and think of you. So believe it or not, I made two batches of coffee ice cream from scratch. The recipes were really different and I am sharing the one that passed muster with my friends. I wish you could have been one of my taste testers. Maybe I would have given it to you for Mother’s Day this year as a surprise, tee hee!
Well, Mom, I should probably sign off. I miss you every day, just like I told you I would. You are never far from my heart or mind, Mom and on this Mother’s Day I just want to thank you for being my mom for as long as you could. I love you.
Hi Kitchen Scout readers. I looked at my blank screen this week and the letter above just kind of flowed out. I hope you don’t mind that I am sharing it today instead of some super upbeat, get ready for Mother’s Day post. In any case, please give this one-step, no-churn coffee ice cream a try. It has been enjoyed by many this past week and it is creamy and luxurious with big, bold coffee flavors. All you need is a whisk or preferably a hand or stand mixture plus the patience to allow the ingredients to firm up in the freezer for 6 hours. I also made this version in an ice cream maker and it was delicious too. More of a traditional ice cream texture, but more work for sure.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the moms out there and I will see you next week…