The Place You Most Loved to Spend Time as a Child.

? question The place you most loved to spend time as a child. Ma Vios Kitchen Today, nineteen years after the passing of my grandmother, her kitchen looks the same with its w every(prenominal)s in the same pastel orange and green she had painted it in so many years ago. The floral patterns that were done by my cousins and I use ochoes that she had cut in half and potatoes which she carved flowers from to make stamps that we gleefully plunge in containers of paint and placed on the wall hap-hazardly to form several(a) patterns.I remembered her being so delighted in the end harvesting that I dont think there was a neighbour, friend or visitor that my grandmother didnt boast to ab turn up her beautiful kitchen wall hat was so artfully decorated by her clearly talented grand children. I look at those walls to day and sometimes laugh at what persons out side of her family may have thought of her walls of art that anyone could have depend were decorated by children all under the age of eleven.Walls that have been laquered to make unnecessary what Ma Vio, as she was lovingly called by everyone, considered a masterpiece that non even the most ren have goted of painters could have done with such perfection. My fondest memories however, are not of the many different art projects that Ma Vio encouraged us into doing on her huge kitchen table provided of the aromas drifting out of that undersized haven off of her livingroom. I remembered how she used to have these large bottles make full with all different types of homemade treats lined off on overhaul of the kitchen counter.. ed mangoes, stewed tamarind, tulum, benee balls, sugar cake, fudge you name it Ma Vio made it. Boy Dont even get me started on her bread bin that never seemed to run out of mouth watering cakes and pastries. coconut tarts, bum bread, drops, peanut butter cookies and my favourite banana bread. Mmmhmmm . I can musical note it all now. fresh out of the oven. Her pound cake and upstandin g grain bread were what my brother used to call the bestest in all of Trinidad and Tobago, you couldnt find a bakery for miles with anything that good.You ever had homemade bread where you tangle as if you had anything at all with it youd spoil the taste? Thats how everyone felt nearly Ma Vios bread. Its good when accompanied by a filling but its best when eaten by itself. Ma Vios Kitchen smelled like christmas morning almost usual as she was always busy making or baking something. Her kitchen was my own little snack heaven where everything that came from there seemed to taste extra good. By Havilanna Davidson