A family member that I have a great connection to is my Grandma Rita. She is not my real grandma; she is my dad's step mom. However, I have grown up felling like she is my real grandma. She is always cooking, and her house always smells like fresh choclate chip cookies or Thanksgiving turkey. Although I do not go over there often when I do I always cook with her, making the best choclate chip cookies in the world. We sometimes go to the movies and have lots of fun. She has two houses, a apartment in Saint Louis and a house here, so she is only here about half the year. Whenever I smell the smell of freshly baked cookies, I think of her. She is as good of a grandma as a cook, and I love her very much.