Last updated 8 July 2020
In one of the kitchen cabinets, there was a flour bin that held 25 pounds of white flour. To me this seemed like a lot, but Mom baked often. I also remember seeing the bin refilled after most of the trips to the Pittsburgh Mercantile. She baked bread, sweet and plain rolls, Kolaches, cakes and cookies. Although at the time, I thought that was just another thing mothers do to feed their families, I learned later that she really liked to bake. She said she liked to feel the bread dough when she kneaded it, and that the smell of freshly baked bread was one of her favorite smells.