Rose Petal Jam Filled Blueberry Cupcakes #RedWhiteandBlue #SundaySupper
Fireworks cascade in the night sky. Faces turned heavenward in awe. It must be the Fourth of July in America. And it must be summer! The time of year when I’d travel from Tokyo to visit Mom in Massachusetts. Mom passed several years ago.
One of the most vivid summertime memories with Mom involves blueberries. She loved the little gems. Blueberries were something I only ate in the States with her. Blueberries were usually sprinkled atop a Cool Whip heavy ice cream sundae.
Yes, I remember the educational trips to Plymouth Rock and Cape Cod, too. To tell the truth, Plymouth Rock, was somewhat disappointing. All right, the Mayflower with our brave English ancestors landed there. But it was a grey rock with some chicken wire around it! Maybe there is now a proper placard and encasement honoring the historical significance of the spot.
The 4th of July was also Mom’s birthday. So, in addition to our favorite blueberries...
