Little if any sizzling. Pulling away from the pan.

A toothpick inserted in the middle comes out clean.

She turned it upside down on a wire cooling rack then righted it on another.

That brief time left an impression.

The crisscross pattern reminded her of her mother.

Dead at forty-two.

Jennifer M. Smith was taught the family baking secrets at an early age. She never met her maternal grandmother.