Edrie

It's a known fact that every little girl dreams about their wedding day. Their Prince Charming, the dress they will wear, the colors that will be chosen and the flowers that will be held. It is perhaps a lesser known fact however that little girls also dream of the day they get their very own KitchenAid Mixer. For as many years as I can remember, I have theorized that a kitchen isn't complete until it has a KitchenAid sitting atop the counter. I am happy to report that as of this week, my kitchen is complete - and it was Kyle (my very own Prince Charming) that made this happen as a late birthday/early Christmas present.

It was the day after I received this gift, this passed week, that my grandma Dorene lost her battle with cancer. Up until her final days she was one of my blog's biggest fans. She was one of the first ones I sent the web address to, and she was instrumental in encouraging me to make it public to share with the rest of the world. She really enjoyed reading it, and I will truly miss sending her the link each time I write a new post and waiting for feedback via email or phone call.

Now I don't know if this is just something my family does, or if it is more common than I may think, but we like to name our mixers, just as young boys name their first cars. The mixer is such an important part of the kitchen, it just deserves to have a name. I saw it only fitting that in honor of my grandma, my mixer be named after her. Her full name was Edrie Dorene McNulty. She hated the name Edrie and chose to go by Dorene, but I actually like the name Edrie, and it fits my mixer a little better than Dorene does. Now everything I make will have a piece of her baked into it. She has always supported my cooking, and though she has passed, I will be reminded of her support forevermore.

Grandma in the kitchen

Edrie in the kitchen