If you’ve been reading our little blog for a while, you may have noticed that we’re slightly obsessed with strawberries right now. As far as obsessions go, it’s a pretty good one. Perhaps it’s hereditary – my maternal grandmother, who was affectionately known as Nana (but pronounced Nanny) had a strawberry fetish herself. Not only did she love to eat them but she was constantly stealing what she called “strawberry kisses” from her 5 adoring grandchildren. Her kitchen floor was covered with indoor/outdoor carpet with a loud strawberry print that I can still clearly picture 20 years later. The crown jewel in her kitchen was a large ceramic strawberry-shaped cookie jar. This very same cookie jar now graces a prominent spot in my kitchen and makes me smile each time I look at it. I’d like to think this classic version of strawberry shortcake would bring a smile to Nana’s face as well.
