Some of my earliest memories begin perched on the counter in my Granny’s kitchen, legs swinging, and eyes wide with excitement and anticipation. Granny believed many things about baking — that butter should never be rushed, that pie crust requires a gentle hand, and that if you shake your hips while you whisk, whatever you’re making will taste better.
She was completely serious about the hips.
As she folded flour into batter or cut cold butter into pie dough, she’d chuckle to herself with a playful twinkle in her eye and remind me of how people will taste the difference when you shake those hips while you mix!




















