While making tonight's dinner, I realized just how much I use my hands when cooking. Then I remembered my mother & how she taught me to measure things like a pinch, a dab, a handful, & so forth. She always said you could tell how good the biscuits were going to be by the way the dough felt.
As a child, I thought it was so cool the way mom 'played' with her food. As an adult, I thought she was nuts. You never see Emeril or Rachel play with their food.
As years have gone by, I've learned just how right she was. Now, when my daughter asks why I put my hands in the mix, I tell her I'm just adding an extra ingredient...Love.
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