A baking stone, with a very special story...
- fresh chocolate chip cookies for breakfast ~ unheard of.
- golden sweet corn-dogs on those sultry summer days ~ a long nap to follow.
- home-made pizza pie any ole' time ~ or whatever my darlings called for.
These are the days I will always remember: our 3 children, my 2 darling cousins and so many memories. I could go on and on about our summers together. Now, its much like Peter Pan's return visit only to find Wendy has grown up.
It has been suggested to lay this old friend to rest, as it sustained an injury with a small portion broken off. For those that know me, you will understand why I cannot bring myself to do it.
I still use this everyday.
But something special is in mind for this peice, for Christmas.
Can you guess?
