Bake goods with good gloves

My name is Patty. I’ve got to tell all you bakers out there about my little secret. Actually, it’s not a secret anymore because I’ve inspired all of my girlfriends to use my little trick. My husband is in the army. We live in a tiny town here in Missouri. I am a new mother and have recently found baking to be very therapeutic and relaxing. I make pies, cranberry, blueberry, strawberry, every berry you can think of. When we have to say goodbye, Jim always tells me that he’ll be back for that pie.

One day, the day after he got back, I spent the morning doing laundry and kneading dough. Jim was back and I made him a very special pie that was just about ready. But the oven glove was in the wash along with the kitchen towels and the tablecloth. I saw Jim’s gloves on top of his sack in the hallway. I ran over, put them on and pulled out the pie. They were really comfortable, I held the tin in my fingers and didn’t feel any heat, I was amazed. I preferred these over my old oven mit which makes me feel like a gingerbread cookie with one giant thumb and four fingers stuck together. Jim starts laughing at me while I’m standing there holding this pie with his army gloves on. They’re the ones he uses out in the field when he’s away. I told him I’m keeping these and he’ll just have to survive.

from Patty

Crawford, MO