steve, mary and sully
whimsy and compassion from an intimate apparel designer
steve, mary and sully
mom, mary and terry
when i told ryan that i had discovered a photo of me with my new, blue stuffed hippo – in my teens – and reminded him that he used to love hippos – he looked at me, and said with a very strong voice “I still do nana.” and when i told him that it was blue, he said “oh my gosh!” so we are forever connected by hippos.
the photo made me have lots of feelings. first there was the blue hippo sitting in front of a delicious cake. i had forgotten that my mom, chris, made what were considered the best cakes for the church bake sale. they were angel food cakes with a white frosting. then she melted some bittersweet chocolate and dripped it over the frosting. people were always lined up when she brought the cakes to the church bake sale, waiting for her famous, delicious cakes. i was young and felt very proud of my mom.
we got to choose the cake we wanted for our birthday – and we got to lick the bowl of the cake mix and the frosting. so i always chose this wonderful cake. today my favorite cake is done by max’s cafe in san francisco – a niagara chocolate cake – and it looks just like my mom’s cake.
seeing my sister, terry, in the photo made me wonder how she is and what she is doing. i haven’t seen her for many years – brought together again by the blue hippo? who knows?
pete, rong, mary
