It will be 2 years since I lost my mom, and her Birthday and Mother’s Day are always hard. I still remember her phone number, but I can no longer dial it to wish her a happy day.
My moms at-home spa recipe– I was about 7 years old, when she and I would pick wild chamomile flowers, and she would brew them to make a strong tea for a hair rinse. It was supposed to make my hair blonder, maybe it worked, maybe not, but what a great bonding ritual looking for those small yellow flowers holding my mamas hand.
From her a got my passion for cooking- 7 days a week we enjoyed her home cooked creations; the salsas, chipotle infused soups, mexican rice, chicken in peanut sauce, pork adobo. I was the one that kept her recipe binder and as a gift to my 4 siblings, I created a book with all her handwritten recipes and cherished pictures, like the one above.
My moms love is with me forever.
Happy Mother’s Day!