I remember being small, slightly chubby, covered in flour and sitting watching my mama make these on cold winter nights. They are dumplings that taste like home, that remind me of my mama and papa, and my brothers who live far across the seas. Caramel apple dumplings, how long it has been, How much I have missed you and how delicious you still are.
Until next time.
Do you know how inspired I am to cook more because of these posts?
Because I am. I may just start a little feature like yours.
Yes! Do it! I don’t even know where this has come from! I am not a food blogger, but it just keeps happening! xx