Day 1

Hello! Today is my first day blogging. This blog will be a dedication to my personal love of aprons. (Although I’m sure as time goes by, my other loves will be revealed as well.) For those of you that are not regular apron wearers, I would like to suggest you give them a try. I can’t explain what it is about wearing an apron that is so empowering. Maybe it is the “official” feeling wearing an apron creates. It doesn’t matter if I’m baking a cake from scratch or just putting spoonfuls of refrigerated cookie dough into the oven. Wearing an apron makes it feel like I’m really good at it. Then again, maybe I love wearing aprons because of the connection I feel to the other women, past and present, in my family. Many pictures I still have of my Grandma are of her wearing aprons. Some are of the holiday baking, and some are just everyday breakfast moments captured. I can’t help but see the resemblance when I see a reflection of myself wearing an apron. Even if I’m not quite the bubbly, goofy, beautiful, and ever so skilled cook that I remember of my grandma, I feel a little more like her when I have an apron on. Or, maybe it’s simply the feeling of relief when bacon grease splatters and I realize that my clothes are protected. No need to run out of the kitchen ripping off my clothes to immediately treat a stain and find something else to wear. Nope, just untie the apron once I’m finished cooking and throw it in the washer or simply hang it back on its hook. That’s what it is for. The other feelings are just an added bonus.