I’ll never forget my first concert, in fact I remember it distinctly. I was ten years old, and I had brought home a straight A report card, so my mother rewarded me with tickets to see Aerosmith. I proudly donned make-up and my grubbiest, frayed, bell bottom jeans – desperately wanting to look cool, while ecstatically wallowing in preteen heaven! To this day I can’t hear an Aerosmith song without a smile spreading across my lips as I think of mom taking me to Vets Auditorium to see them that evening a million years ago.
It seems I passed the same kind of sentiments along to my own daughter, because I woke to this email yesterday morning: “I have been listening to a lot Prince lately, and it’s really making me miss you particularly today. I love you so much.” Click here to read about our last Prince concert together.
Needless to say, I walked around with a similar smile emblazoned across my lips all day long – what a great way to start my day, thank you Tatjana! I do wish there were fewer miles in between our smiles, but these memories certainly help bridge them, and so will this recipe inspired by that concert too.
Raspberry Beret Bars
I’d like to dedicate my newest recipe to Prince for making me feel twenty-one, and inspiring me to get creative at what I do best again after a great concert I went to with my daughter, Tatjana.