A Memory Of Sundays Long Past

Only the beater(s) is different. Is hard to lick this one, but (it has been proven) not impossible.

I remember early in the day, Mom baking a cake for Sunday dinner dessert.
I always loved watching my mother bake.

Now, it makes me feel like a little kid again. Today, it's her famous and highly popular, Pineapple Upside-Down cake. You'd think she would like me watching because she treats me like a little kid so often. But she laughs and swats me away and says, "Get outta here. You're making me nervous!"

I guess my head (and maybe the rest of me?) is bigger than it was fifty years ago.