Our Family Legacy
Nana Addie Moore was my dearest grandmother who taught me that baking is love and time combined. I can remember being 10 years old in her Miami kitchen and making Key Lime Pie with her. I watched her proudly open a can of condensed milk with one hand because she was paralyzed on one side of her body from a series of strokes. She cooked, baked, and volunteered helping disabled seniors at the hospital three days a week. She was a retired private duty nurse who spent her summers vacationing on the Mediterranean Sea in the 1960s. She traveled throughout Europe before many African Americans were voting freely, she is my hero and I am so blessed to have been blessed by her.
Grand-Auntie Mary Maxwell was my grandmother's eldest sister. Aunt Mary was one of the wisest woman I have known. She was beautiful, confident and smart despite not finishing formal schooling. She taught me how to take care of my money and my personal wellbeing. When she passed I herited the greatest gift God could have given, her 80 year old recipe collection. Being filled with inspiration and love for my aunt, I immediately began baking all the recipes in her collection. One day as I was baking her traditional recipe, I heard her spirit speak to me. She said, "Baby don't give yourself diabetes." I knew then I had permission to change some of her recipes to create healthier versions. Ever since that day, I have spent countless hours carefully re-creating her recipes without sacrificing taste, texture, and most importantly her traditions.
Aunt Mary was known for her fashionable outfits at church.
My momma, Amidah! Volumes could be written on the lessons my mother taught me. It is impossible to capture the force that is encapsuled in this woman in words on this page. She is the most beautiful spirit I have ever known. As a child, she supported my every endeavor. She is the only constant love I have ever known. Her love has inspired me to push myself past my own limits and achieve things I thought was impossible. My mother put the spoon in my hand as a child and allowed me to create in her small kitchen apartment, even when food was scarce. She allowed me to think creatively and encouraged me to develop new ideas and projects. When I graduated with my doctorate at Columbia University, the light in her eyes glowed in a way I have never seen. Momie, I pray I have made you proud!
My momma and my grandma
My momma at our farm
Great Grandmother Myrtle and Great Grandfather John Moore