After years i still feel the smell of grandparents' cakes and good food. The procedure was very simple but very tasty, because they make the cakes with love.
No restaurante can make such a good cakes that i wish to taste again someday. My grandmother used to woke up in the morning to prepare all the necessary and to bake the goodies we serve with lust..
I still remember that i was stealing from the delicious ingredients our grandmother prepared, and we look in the furnace to see how the cakes bakes.
I was naughty, but my grandmother loved me very much .. I remember that once i broke up something and my dear grandmother was upset..i took a flower and and i said that i love her...she cryed and embrace me.
Years pass quickly, and sometimes we do not realize that. We do not appreciate the loved ones, we do not appreciate the moments spent with them ... and we only realize this only after they became angels....
Love your parents, grandparents...spend time with them unless it s too late...
@azen