Think Pink

Today I bought some freshly baked palmiers, a heart shaped cookie of many buttery layers, a crisp confection that never fails to remind me of Paris. I whip heavy cream into soft peaks, adding powdered sugar and strawberries. This rosy mousse I ladle into white ceramic dishes, the ones I use for creme brule and souflees. I place a cookie, tip down, into each dish, each dessert the color of a child’s blush. I give my heart to each one. Valentine’s Day comes early to my house.

Yesterday when I showed up to teach dance class, a sea of pink leotards and dance skirts washed around me. I kissed little heads and rubbed little bellies. I have two sons, I tell people, and 250 little girls.