Last night as I was baking cookies, I opened a fresh bag of brown sugar and was suddenly transported back in time by the wonderful smell. Back to the time when, as a child, I would watch Grandma prepare cinnamon rolls. She would smother the dough with homemade butter, load it with Domino brown sugar (only Domino would do), and then generously sprinkle on Watkins cinnamon. Thank you, Grandma, for the many wonderful memories you have given to me.
Ever Changing Streams
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Brown Sugar Memories
Last night as I was baking cookies, I opened a fresh bag of brown sugar and was suddenly transported back in time by the wonderful smell. Back to the time when, as a child, I would watch Grandma prepare cinnamon rolls. She would smother the dough with homemade butter, load it with Domino brown sugar (only Domino would do), and then generously sprinkle on Watkins cinnamon. Thank you, Grandma, for the many wonderful memories you have given to me.
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