We’re approaching the second anniversary of my mom’s passing. I think about her every day and know she, the writer, editor, story teller, photographer would have been a masterful blogger. Every Saturday for many years we would set out on Adventures. While some folks would have simply labeled these outings as running errands….they were much more than that to us.
When you grow up in New England there are a few recipes that it’s good to have up your sleeve. In the case of Boston Baked Beans my mom not only had it up her sleeve but it was engrained in her memory. I’m eternally thankful that she took the time to write it down for me to share with generations to come.