Talent & Beauty

This is a story about cookies. But first, I need to admit to feeling a little smug about brownies until cookies brought me back to Earth.

This is a story about cookies. But first, I need to admit to feeling a little smug about brownies until cookies brought me back to Earth.

On Valentine’s Day, I admitted on Facebook that I liked Valentine’s Day and always have. Since long before boyfriends, a husband, or a son. My dad and mom both celebrated the day and included their children in the lovefest. Candy, flowers, small gifts. Tokens really. Nothing big.

In addition, my dad’s mother loved holidays with her whole heart, and, after she moved out of her last home and into a care facility, I found a box titled “non Xmas decorations” in a closet, written in her majestic cursive. I asked other family members cleaning out the house that day if they were interested in the contents. A resounding “no” echoed back to me.

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I kept the box and opened it much later. Single and simple decorations were found for most holidays. Easter, St. Pat’s, and a touch of Halloween. She and my grandfather were farmers, and spending money on holiday decoration was not a high priority. Many of the decorations still held price tags from the Five & Dime store in their small town. One Thanksgiving turkey still says 29-cents on his belly when I set him out every November.

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I have not been as good about decorating the house as I was when I was first married or as over-the-top as we used to decorate for the non-Christmas holidays when our son was little and growing up. He loved unpacking the small boxes of pumpkins, turkeys, plastic eggs, or hearts. He let me tell him stories about where things came from, and he had real ideas when he was five and six years old as to where things should be placed. Amazingly, they were all at his eye level – our waist height! – and precariously positioned for the dog and cats. After he toddled off to bed, I would move them and make a big deal the next morning about how his “helping” me had inspired me to move them up in the room(s).

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This past Friday night, I realized I had never decorated the house for Valentine’s Day this year. I have three items left – from my peak of too many! – that carry provenance from my past and I truly adore. With those decorations still upstairs and packed away, I decided not to beat up on myself. I thought that baking would take my mind off guilt. So I headed to the kitchen.

Brownies are my forte. And what could possibly be cuter than brownies cut into hearts? And cut with cookie cutters that my grandmother gave me? And in two sizes! Genius and cute. I was on a roll….

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My pride ran away with me when I placed the freshly cooled and cut brownies on a bright white ceramic tray in an arching circle. Cuteness incarnate held in place with plastic wrap! One for each member of our staff and a few extras for snacking. I arrived at work Saturday morning with a smile on my face, ready to meet the day’s shoppers on one of my favorite days with treats for the staff.

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It was a good day. Happy. Much talk about gifts being given and to whom. I even had a visit from a friend that is a “Bah! Humbug!” about the day, and he left with a smile on his face and told me his love for me has forever changed his view of “Gee, I’m Still Single Day” (his words, not mine). I choose to believe him.

When I arrived home, I was greeted by the most amazing display of baked goods ever to enter our home on Valentine’s Day. Handmade by dear friends. Each heart decorated in a pink and white theme with the perfect icing. A single bird in the softest blue. Our names on individual cookies. Such talent with an unwavering grasp of beauty. Each unique. Personally delivered to our home by the chefs themselves. Crisp wrap with a bow and ribbon.

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My brownies paled in comparison to this food art. I stared at them in wonder. Then I ate one and marveled again. Light, not too sweet, and delicious.

The artistry of my brownies paled in comparison to these cookies, but the love that made them was the same.

You could taste it.

Sloane

p.s. No photos were made of the brownies. It’s better for all of us….

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12 thoughts on “Talent & Beauty”

  1. I am so lucky to be your sister. This time it got me into the “in crowd” for handmade cookies and treats. I am grateful for all the love and thought that these connections bring, both at Valentine’s Day and every day. PS. The brownies made a perfect breakfast.

    1. Casey:

      You’re not too bad to have as a sister yourself!

      And, I’m glad I could provide you with a healthy breakfast. I’m a giver that way…

      – sloane

  2. Beautiful cookies. I do decorate for all the holidays though I am less over the top than I use to be – age does that as well as not kids home. I know part of it is I am not in retail since you have to decorate at work you often don’t feel like it at home (according to my sister who is in retail). thanks for sharing.

    1. Cindy:

      I’d like to think my not decorating is about work, but it’s not. Maybe. Sorta. (Your sister is a genius.)

      Thanks for reading our blogs and taking time to leave a nice note. Baked goods – and the occasional hug – will save the world.

      Have a great rest of the week.

      – sloane

    1. Janel:

      I do know how to pick ‘em, huh?

      Thanks for reading our blogs and taking time to comment. It’s nice to hear from people and make such special connections.

      – sloane

  3. Oh – Iced sugar cookies – is there nothing better?? My husband in our brownie maker – all he needs is a boxed mix, the prescribed extras, pecans, a pan, and an oven! I can tell you are still enjoying the love that is always present at Stuff!! Happy Valentine’s Day!

    1. Cindy:

      I think a brownie sounds stunning right now! I’m all in….

      Thank you for reading our blogs and for posting a note. It’s nice to hear from people and make contact!

      – sloane

  4. Sloane and Casey — you all write as well as you bake, and decorate, and raise kids, and on and on!

    1. Landa:

      Are you the sweetest woman that walks the planet? Thank you for not only reading our blogs and commenting but for the compliments.

      Sweet, sweet, sweet … that’s you!

      – sloane

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