“She brushed her mother’s silver locks and relished the smell of biscuits wafting up the stairs. One of her fondest childhood memories was watching mother in her apron, barefoot, with flour on her cheek, as she turned her biscuits and brushed the tops of them with melted butter, returning them to the oven for the last few minutes of baking. This is how she defined perfection.”
– Excerpt from the book “Dear Madde” by J.E. Cook…coming soon.
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