The Greatest Gift


I’ve been racking my brain trying to figure out what to get my mom for the holidays, but all I can think about are the wonderful gifts she’s given me over the years. It goes without saying that she and my dad spoil their grandchildren rotten (with full approval from me!) and have helped my husband and I purchase some big ticket items to make our house a home, but as I stand in my kitchen waiting for menorah and star-shaped cookies to cool so the kids can decorate them, I’m overwhelmed with gratitude for the little things my mom has lovingly (and wisely) given me over the years that I never knew I wanted but have grown to cherish.

An apron. I love to shop, but there are certain items I have a hard time buying for myself, including perfume, makeup, pajamas, and aprons. Why would I buy an apron when I could buy a scarf or a sweater or shoes or a bag? You get the idea. My mom travels with an apron. This is a true story. I don’t remember when she gave me mine because it was that long ago, but she once came for a visit and packed two aprons but only brought one home.

A KitchenAid Mixer. As much as I begged for and drooled over the Vitamix Mike gave me for Christmas a few years ago (it is awesome), it doesn’t get nearly as much use as my KitchenAid Mixer. I enjoy baking, and, interestingly, my picky-eater kids have never met a cookie they didn’t like. I’ve mixed a heck of a lot of cookie dough and brownie and cake batter in my KitchenAid Mixer since becoming a mom, and, frankly, I’d be lost without it.

A cookie scoop. My husband often confuses this ingenious gadget for an ice cream scoop, but it is, in fact, a scoop that allows you to place equally sized and round servings of cookie dough on a baking sheet, which helps avoid cookie-on-cookie “stickage” in the oven.

A high quality, insulated, non-stick cookie sheet. My chocolate chip cookies are delicious in part because they bake evenly and slide seamlessly from the sheet to the cooling racks. Trust me, it makes a difference.

That silicone shield thingy that keeps pie crust edges from burning. A few years ago, I made an apple pie from scratch for Thanksgiving. I didn’t have the silicone shield thingy yet, but that was the least of my problems. Peeling all of those flipping apples made me batty, and childbirth was less complicated than making a pie crust from scratch! My valiant effort prompted my mom to purchase the silicone shield thingy. I admit I’ve never used it, but it serves as a reminder that she believes in my bake-a-pie-from-scratch potential, and it’s an inspiration to someday try again. (Maybe.)

A pastry mat. This thing is so cool, especially if you live in a small space. Basically, it’s a large rectangular-shaped silicone mat on which you can kneed or roll dough. It’s perfect for rolling out holiday cookies. It has horizontal and vertical measurements on the edges and outlines for circular pies that range from six to ten inches in diameter (if you’re crazy, er, skilled enough to make pie crust from scratch). Best of all, you can wipe it clean and roll it up for storage. It serves a huge purpose, but takes up zero space.

I still don’t know what to give my mom, but I know a love of baking is one the greatest gifts she’s given to me (and my boys). Maybe I’ll bake something for her. One thing for sure is that it won’t be an apple pie…unless she puts on her apron and helps.

What’s the greatest gift your mom has given to you?


Filed under baking, gifts, holidays, motherhood

3 responses to “The Greatest Gift

  1. dltolley

    My Mom made me an apron that is getting rather ragged from years and years of use, but still serves me well. I’ll never replace it!


  2. Kind of a different scale, but my mom’s not really domestic…so i will say a place for my kids and me to live when I left a difficult marriage. Pretty good one!!! happy holidays, woman!


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