Katie Lee Quotes

There was a period when I had apple pie as a treat every day of the week. I mean, like, a family apple pie.

The kitchen was the center of our household. I spent all of my time there growing up.

The one thing I could do with my eyes closed is my Grandma's schnecken.

My parents traveled a lot, so my grandparents practically raised me. My grandmother and I really bonded in the kitchen. She's this amazing southern cook, and I would always help her - whether it was cracking eggs or stirring the green beans. It takes me back there.

One of my favorite memories from growing up in Brazil is being in the kitchen with my family and watching everyone bake and cook.

Both of my grandmothers have always been really good bakers, and I was always in the kitchen helping them. Obviously I can't eat a lot of the things that I make, but just baking it and giving it to someone makes me feel really good.

My grandmother Dora taught me how to cook. She's from a small town in West Virginia called Milton. I would pull a stool up to her kitchen counter after school. My love of food started there.

The feather was a thing, when I was a kid, we used to find feathers around the house, and whenever we found them, my mum used to say it was my nan leaving them around for us to find, so that was quite sweet.

I grew up in the kitchen, mostly with my grandfather, my mother and my aunt Raffy.

My earliest memory is making peach cobbler with my grandmother. A wonderful memory. I grew up in a restaurant family - B.B.Q. restaurant.

My grandsons really love my apple cake, which is from my grandmother's recipe.

I've been on my grandfather's boat, Calypso, twice in my life. My mother raised me in a pretty typical middle-class life.

I have memories of my grandfather Kirkman making mashed potatoes that were so good because they tasted like a bowl of butter. I love my mom's brownies. My favorite thing about both of those recipes is that someone else made them for me.

Every child growing up will look to their parents, my mother and my father. My grandmother lived with us. I picked up quite a bit of family lore and history from her, which was interesting.

I love waking up to Sunday morning pancakes. The whole process of making them, just out in the kitchen together making pancakes on a Sunday morning; that's an experience every girl should have.

I grew up sitting beside my grandmother playing the piano and singing.

I had a great childhood, a very close-knit family. We were all overweight, and we had good times eating together, I imagine.

Cooking is an important part of a good, stable family life. I like to get the family together; there's a huge nurturing element in it.

As a child, I was raised with my grandmother, alongside all my cousins, and the kitchen was always full.

One of my favorite traditions is that my sisters and I, we all wear the same pajamas. I've even still got some from when I was 6. Also, I'll always remember cooking together in the kitchen and that no matter how busy our schedules are, we are all together for Christmas.

The kitchen is the heart of every home, for the most part. It evokes memories of your family history.

My love of baking might have originated with my grandmother. She had a lemon tree growing in her backyard, and one of my favorite memories is of picking lemons together and then baking lemon bars.

If I didn't ever model? I would be back in Kansas. I would probably end up being a pastry chef. My grandma taught me how to make a pie.

Some of my earliest memories are dancing in the kitchen, standing on my mom's toes.

I didn't cook that much as a kid. My mother was cooking, and I was her helper. We made dishes together.