If there is anything my husband loves, it is when I make a fragrant desert.
He loves pies – American pies and Bosnian pies (these are not the same thing).
He loves my trifles, Tiramisu and any desert involving pudding.
He loves it when I try out traditional Croatian holiday deserts, like Russian Caps and Baklava (yes, I will take a moment to brag and say that I have made Baklava – and my husband [who is Bosnian, by the way, and knows what authentic Baklava should taste like] approved).
The thing is that I really don’t bake so often. I try to watch my weight and I know that too much sugar really isn’t very healthy. I am definitely the parent who is stricter on the sweets than my husband is.
He comments often about how rare it is that I make deserts.
Deserts aren’t really a big of a deal for me, but they are for him. They are the smell of home for him.
My mother-in-law is an amazing cook, and bakes a lot. Her deserts are amazing creations of delectable goodness and his childhood memories are filled with sneaking cookies and cakes when his mom wasn’t looking.
There is one thing I’ve learned. Creating a home is more than just cleaning and providing a hot meal at dinnertime. It is about atmosphere. And a key part of atmosphere is fragrance.
Fragrance invokes memories. Powerful memories.
So, this week I plan to dig those apples out of the fridge and make an apple pie. My mom is the ultimate pie crust-genius and she has taught me how to make the perfect, flaky crust.
I can’t wait to fill my home with that amazing, fall-y, cinnamon-y, apple goodness.
I think my husband will be a happy man!
Dear friends, we are wrapping up the Women Living Well Make Your Home a Haven challenge. I invite you to join us – it is never too late to do this challenge, even when its over. Now is always a good time to begin making your home a haven for your husband and children.