Hands are some of my favorite features.
The stories they tell of hard working days, of feeding children, of clothing them.
Of tender comforting. Of happy pastimes being fulfilled. Of giving life.
My dad's hands, filled with character, tell mountains of stories.
Never idle, always busy, ever piddling around.
On my last trip home to Alabama, he graciously cooked breakfast for my mom and me.
Creamy, buttery grits. Eggs. Sausage & bacon.
Biscuits in an old cast iron skillet, from scratch and absolutely perfect.
My Mudder, his grandmother's recipe.
Mother's Day came and we celebrated with real whipped cream, fresh strawberries and pound cake.
Our version of a build-your-own strawberry shortcake.
His hands, at work again, celebrating all the women in his life,
my mom and grandmothers and aunt and me.
I look at my own hands and I hope they'll become more like his.
Eager to help, willing to serve, happy to celebrate.
Aunt Hilda's Pound Cake
8 oz cream cheese
3 sticks butter
3 cups sugar
6 large eggs
3 cups plain flour
1.5 tsp vanilla
Ingredients should be at room temperature.
Mix together butter, cream cheese and sugar until creamy.
Alternate adding flour and eggs.
Add vanilla last. Mix well.
Your oven needs to be cold. Do not pre-heat.
Bake at 300 degrees.
1.5 hours for a tube pan. 1 hour for 3 loaf pans.
1 hour for 11x14 traditional cake pan.
Gather 'round your friends and family and celebrate the hands that made you who you are today.