We’re Giving Away the Classic Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer

February 28, 2013 | By and | Comments (397)

kitchenaid mixer m Were Giving Away the Classic Kitchen Aid Stand MixerChances are, you have several childhood memories that involve a Kitchen-Aid stand mixer.

And, chances are that if you’re married – it’s one of the first things you added to your registry. Needless to say, the Kitchen Aid Mixer is a kitchen icon and we are giving away one, $329.99 Classic Series 4.5 quart mixer in white – a timeless shade that will go with any kitchen and mixing bowl!

In order to win, tell us your favorite memory baking with your mom or grandmother.  

The contest begins February 1st and ends February 28th. Click here for official rules.


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  2. Deb

    Every year my Mom used to take the first week of December off from work for cookie baking; thousands of cookies for family, friends, and shelters. With her birthday also falling that week we always have one extra special day together.

    March 21, 2013 at 7:33 pm
  3. Elle

    My favorite memory of baking with my grandmother is helping her with the koulourakia, a Greek specialty dipping cookie. It’s not a two-person job by any means, but she allowed me into the process to ensure the tradition of cooking together, and cooking Greek food at that, would pass down through future generations. I can hardly wait to show my grandchildren the ropes! Thanks for this great giveaway! I registered for a mixer but never got one, and haven’t been able to bring myself to spend so much on one in the three years we’ve been married. Good luck to everyone who entered!

    March 13, 2013 at 8:44 pm
  4. Carol Conerly

    Thanks for offering this great prize.

    March 12, 2013 at 7:21 pm
  5. Carol Conerly

    Would be able to make lots of baking memories if I had that mixer

    March 11, 2013 at 6:45 pm
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  7. Barry Palmer

    Chocolate cookies with Mom.

    March 4, 2013 at 10:27 pm
  8. Jenn H

    My grandmother taught me to make chocolate chip cookies at a young age. To this day we still follow the same recipe. Granted, it’s the one from the back of the Nestle chocolate chip cookies bag, but they are the best! Those were cherished memories that I will never forget :)

    March 3, 2013 at 7:19 pm
  9. Cindy Fields

    My favorite baking was in my home economics class homework. I had to bake a cake and decorate it all from scratch. I came Home told my mom. At first She didn’t help, just handed me the stuff I needed. As soon as I began to tear up her nice clean kitchen, she stepped in to ” assist” . She taught me so many tricks , that I still use today. She had an old mixer. I inherited it and it finally died. I only have a hand held since. Every time I see your mixers in stores it brings back those fond memories. I would love to have one now to reminisce about my mom and her baking with me . She has passed on now. I did get her recipes and I love baking them. But using a hand held is really hard, so I haven’t baked much. I would be so thrilled to bake my Dad one of his favorite cakes from my moms recipie box. He’d be thrilled!

    March 3, 2013 at 2:25 pm
  10. twoofus55

    Helping my mother make all kinds of cookies,pies,candy etc. With an old mixer You ran by hand.. Would love this

    March 3, 2013 at 9:51 am
  11. Barry Palmer

    Extra chocolate cookies with Mom.

    March 3, 2013 at 9:38 am
  12. Lynn

    Making holiday cookies with my mom, and my four young daughters who each had a kitchen chair pushed up to the cabinet. She and I managed 8 little hands trying to stir, roll, sprinkle, bake, icing, squabble over spoons, bowls and sprinkles. Although exhausted, my mother always kept her good naturedness, smiling, even as we spent hours wiping down cabinets, floors and giving baths to little girls following the big baking and decorating event.

    March 2, 2013 at 6:27 pm
  13. Richard

    Yummy chocolate chip cinnamon cookies my mom let me help her make.

    March 2, 2013 at 3:23 pm
  14. terri weber

    My favorite memories are my grandma, mom, my sister and I baking and decorating Christmas cookies on cold, snowy winter days growing up in Minnesota. The kitchen was toasty and fragrant from the oven and my sister and I would sneak and eat as much frosting and batter as we could get away with. It was such a wonderful, idyllic time inside the warm kitchen with snow swirling outside the window. Growing up in winter climates is really great for children. You have to do things together inside. Those are some great memories.

    March 2, 2013 at 1:34 pm
  15. Sandy Yates

    My favorite memory was of my Dad cooking anything, He was amazing, I have his cake decorating kit to this day. My Dad was Chief in the Navy and in charge of the galley, so I learned more cooking from him than my mom. The difference was Mom would give us the beaters to like the remaining frosting off of and Dad didn’t. He could cook anything, the problem was he always fixed enough to feed us and all our friends. When I got out on my own I would call Dad if I wanted to fix something, I didn’t own a cook book until he passed away. He was my cook book. When my mom had t move because of a road widening project and I was helping her pack, I found his cake decorating kit and cast iron frying pans in the back of a cabinet, and since mom didn’t use them she gave them to me. I have just started acquiring items, gadgets for my kitchen, but the ones that mean the most once belonged to my Dad.

    March 2, 2013 at 12:02 pm
  16. Patti Lang

    I remember the 1st time I talked my Mother into letting me try a taste of vanilla (it smells so yummy!) well it doesn’t taste yummy in a spoon by itself!

    March 2, 2013 at 5:48 am
  17. Nancy Langdell

    My favorite baking memory is with my mother, around the age of 10. I was a younger siblling and my sister had gotten all the “good jobs” in the kitchen so far. My mom took me aside one day and asked me if I wanted to bake a cake. (It was some special occation, but I don’t remember why.) I was thrilled until she told me that I was going to be making a Tomatoe Soup Cake. I was not happy. A cake make out of tomatoe soup would be terrible, I thought! But since half the fun is in creating, I measured, poured and stired with perfection. That cake was delicious! To this day it is one of my favorites.

    March 2, 2013 at 4:59 am
  18. Barry Palmer

    Chocolate Chip cookies with Mom.

    March 2, 2013 at 1:42 am
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    March 1, 2013 at 10:33 pm
  20. Carrie Goodin

    all memories of cooking with Mom and Grandma’s are special such bonding girl time’s that I cant pick one I have to say each and every time holds fondest memories.♥ in Loving Memory of my Grandma’s both Lucille~Mary and Florence~May. As we continue to carry on there wonderful recipes………………….

    March 1, 2013 at 9:48 pm
  21. KY

    My grandma was a kitchen genius. From China, she could make the chinese staples… soybean milk, dumplings, dzong tse (“chinese burritos”), sesame balls…. but after immigrating here I remember she used to bake the BEST pound cakes. And she’d make other baked goods too.. bundt cakes… angel food cake… but the pound cake was by far the best. Like Sara Lee’s!!! How she did it I can’t remember. But her mixer was the same color as her kitchen — that 70’s olive green color, I think. And my memories aren’t actually of helping her. I bake a lot today and I’m sure I helped her and she taught me much of what I subconsciously know today… but my favorite memory was just sitting with her in the kitchen and spending time with her while she baked. The food dissolved into the background and years later all I remember is my grandmother.

    March 1, 2013 at 1:11 pm
  22. Nancy

    Growing up my Grandmother (known as MeMa) was an amazing baker. In her youth she and my Grandfather had owned cafe’s. Her kitchen was tiny and everything was old but it worked. In that tiny room she created masterpieces on a daily basis. She ALWAYS had a Kitchen Aid mixer, that was a must! She did not go to the grocery store with out cookies in hand for the cashier/grocery bagger. Everyone knew her by name and adored her. She would always make me a miniature of whatever she was making and also let me sample every batter or cookie dough. The smells and smiles that came from that tiny kitchen still linger in my mind! My Mom now carries on the same recipes in a much newer and larger Kitchen Aid mixer. In our family there is no other brand allowed!

    March 1, 2013 at 12:43 pm
  23. Susan G.

    When I was very young, my grandma lived on a farm, where she and my grandpa raised lots of vegetables and fruit. They also raised chickens and other farm animals. One of my favorite memories is gathering eggs with Grandma, and picking lemons fresh from the trees. With no recipe but the one in her head, she would whip up a delicious lemon pie in minutes! And, she never made a pie that wasn’t perfect! The meringue was always gorgeous. Her crusts were wonderful, and she would let me make little sugar cookies out of any extra dough. . . what a treat that was!

    March 1, 2013 at 11:35 am
  24. Michelle Campbell

    Whenever I see a stand mixer, I think of my grandmother. She had one that she used on a daily basis, from waffles in the morning, cornbread at lunch, and a cake for after supper. The thing I remember most was that she always kept the sugar cannister close by and always added a little extra. I guess that is why her food was always so good. I can also remember my grandfather telling us that Grandmom didn’t really need that extra sugar because she was sweet enough already!

    March 1, 2013 at 11:32 am
  25. Mom Ensor

    My favorite of baking with my Mom was all the recipes she tried to make, according to handwritten instructions from her mother-in-law, Who was my Grandma of course. Cakes came out flat, sauces weren’t quite right, and czechoslavian halushky, pierogies, and gawumpkys (sorry for any misspelling). We’re always “missing something.”

    Well, my Mom and her mother-in-law never did see eye-to-eye, so now that I am grownup and tried these same recipes, I know my Mom was correct to say, “She DELIBERATELY LEFT OUT SOME INGREDIENT” so no one’s cooking would taste as Good as Grandma’s.

    I resolved when I have a daughter-in-law that I’d Never be spiteful to her, nor do a dirty trick like messing up a family recipe.

    March 1, 2013 at 10:22 am
  26. Kooter

    Growing up in a large family, one-on-one time with our parents was sometimes scarce. But, durung my first year in Girl Scouts, as I worked very hard to acquire as many badges as possible, it was very exciting to get my mom to myself. I had chosen to work on my cooking badge, and my mom was going to help me. Just the two of us! Her Mississippi Mud made-from-scratch cake was wonderful! Eventhough the recipe was pretty advanced for a 7-year-old, she agreed to this one. She was very patient and made sure I did the work, since it was for my badge. (Part of that work included cleaning the kitchen!) Finally, the cake was completed. It was not pretty! :-) But the taste was the same as Moma’s. For me, sure, it was about the cake and receiving my badge. But, MUCH more than that, the memory is about how very special she made me feel.

    March 1, 2013 at 8:13 am
  27. heather

    Rolling dough for pretzels on her kitchen table, flour everywhere!

    March 1, 2013 at 7:23 am
  28. Tricia T.

    Make no bake cookies with my Mom. I miss her so much but am glad she taught me how to cook.

    March 1, 2013 at 7:12 am
  29. Amy L

    My mom made the best pies, and banana cream was her specialty. When I was a little girl, it was my job to stir the cream while it cooked on the stovetop. It made me feel so important, and thus began my love of baking.

    March 1, 2013 at 6:32 am
  30. Linda Tracy-Soma

    I remember making fruit cake with my grandmother, she was so patient with me, showing me step by step the right way to do it. I know it would have taken her half the time by herself, but she enjoyed passing on her knowledge to me.

    March 1, 2013 at 5:26 am
  31. Karen

    My favorite of all the times I baked with my Mother was after I had teenage sons who also liked to bake. We would take the better part of the day and make the meat filling for the cabbage pockets. We cry over the onion as we diced it and laugh at the different ways we all thought we should “crush the garlic”. It was surprising we had any filling left after the taste tests. Then the bread dough would be ready to roll out, of course “grandma’s favorite bread dough” that twenty years later we are all trying to imitate. Flour would make it all over the fronts of the aprons as the grandson’s rolled out the dough, cut the squares and filled the squares of dough with “just the right amount” of filling. Now these always rose nicely and I noticed Mother never made pockets that big when she baked alone. Mother left a wonderful memory and my sons learned to bake with us too.

    March 1, 2013 at 3:52 am
  32. Susan Gruener

    I remember when I finally was old enough to get to stir up the Chocolate Chip Cookie dough while mom added the ingredients. The best part was taking little ‘dough balls’ to eat, and not making them into cookies. To this day, I still eat the Chocolate Chip Cookie dough when I make cookies for my husband every couple of weeks!

    March 1, 2013 at 2:03 am
  33. Laura Wolfe

    I remember when I was about 13, my mom asked what kind of cake I wanted for my birthday. I told her I wanted to bake my own cake. I’d helped her bake cookies and brownies before, so I was pretty sure I could follow the instructions, but she helped me with ingredients and mostly stood by while I worked. It was definitely not pretty, it was heaped up in the middle of the pan, but we made up icing, and I put some sprinkles on it. I know it was a little more work than the “call the bakery” approach, but it meant a lot to me. And really started my obsession with baking – she’s so proud of the fact that I taught myself to make breads and all sorts of things.

    March 1, 2013 at 1:30 am
  34. Marcy

    My grandparents were Mennonites who lived on a farm. They grew almost all their own food from a huge garden as well as their own orchard. They also raised their own livestock. My favorite memory happened to be the time I grew my own pumpkins in the garden and my grandmother and I made homemade pumpkin pies from them. She was such a good cook and such a sweet person. I wish my children could have experienced the farm life. It has so many wonderful memories for me.

    March 1, 2013 at 12:09 am
  35. Lissette P

    As a child my mom would always bake the cake for my Birthday Party. She would ask what I wanted and I would say a Butterfly, Doll House or whatever a 6 yr old thought she wanted. My mom never said No. she would bake for hours and come up with the best creative ideas. I keep those memories so close to my heart. As an adult I appreciate the effort and creativity she had. I miss her everyday and in pictures I laugh at the things she had to make.

    February 28, 2013 at 11:26 pm
  36. Haley

    When I was very young – three or four – before my grandmother decided to fear salmonella and raw eggs, she would have me “assist” her in making pound cakes. My assistance was bowl scraping, some dumping, some stirring, and some licking the bowl. On a whim, on presented with the empty batter bowl one day, I decided to stick my entire face in and came up with a faceful of the stuff. I remember Grandma running to grab her camera and snapping some pictures of me as I went to town on the remains of that cake batter. I still have the pictures, and her recipe for pound cake and buttercream icing are still my favorites.

    February 28, 2013 at 11:10 pm
  37. Angela Roddey

    My Grandmother taught my Mother to make the best Chocolate Chip cookies when she was a young girl. My Mother continued that tradition with me, never missing a Christmas. Now, baking together is a weekly pleasure.We enjoy trying new recipes from Southern Living because you can always count on a success. We love the Kitchen Aid Hand Mixers, but have never had the honor and luxury of owning a Kitchen Aid Stand Mixer. Hoping that will change soon. Thank you both for the memories, Southern Living and Kitchen Aid !!!
    Happy Baking ! Angela Roddey

    February 28, 2013 at 10:49 pm
  38. Inga L

    I spent summer vacation with both sets of my grandparents in the country, one in Indiana, one in Wisconsin. The common denominator was huge gardens to be cared for and harvested. I felt VERY grown-up and responsible when given a row of something that was going to be a tasty edible someday parallel to one of my grandmothers to weed carefully; all the while asking questions and listening to stories of “how things were done when I was little”… Working a garden was not a chore for this city girl; I loved all of it – from picking through thorny raspberry bushes, to being entrusted to choose the ripest ears of corn, to shucking peas, to snapping ends off of beans, to peeling carrots or potatoes. One of my grandmas would pull something from the garden, rinse it off by the hose, and say “Taste this!” We would simultaneously pop whatever delicacy it was into our mouths, wondering at the warm, juicy, utterly fresh like no other taste! And then, smile: our secret.

    February 28, 2013 at 10:48 pm
  39. Teresa Organ

    I don’t really have a memory. I don’t like to cook. I sure would like to win this so my husband can make me some cookies :)

    February 28, 2013 at 10:39 pm
  40. Liene

    My grandmother not only gave me her rye bread recipe, but she taught me how to make it. I am eternally grateful for those mornings in her kitchen, elbow deep in dough, because not only did I learn to make bread, I learned patience for the bread to rise, and instinct for when it’s ready. I learned my family history and I learned my heritage. I think of my grandmother everytime that familiar smell of rye bread fills the kitchen, and the memories go just as great with a fresh slice as does butter!

    February 28, 2013 at 10:31 pm
  41. julie reuter

    My favorite baking memory with my mom was the first time she helped me make her famous yeast rolls.

    February 28, 2013 at 10:29 pm
  42. Mama Kate

    …Sweet memories of proudly putting on my little apron which matched my Mom’s…both sewed by her…..and side-by-side “helping my Mommy” to magically make this wonderful food, be it dinner …or baking scrumptious desserts. I realize now that my Mother was the one who added the magic…with her unconditional love…..and made baking or cooking with her so much fun! These days, I still cherish the time I have in the kitchen with her ….although my apron is now as “big” as hers was then. Thanks for those precious memories and love, my Mama Turtle!

    February 28, 2013 at 10:13 pm
  43. Melissa

    My mom has passed on most of the baking to me and my two enthusiastic sisters. We all love getting to experiment in the kitchen and make some yummy treats that everyone can enjoy. My favorite baking memory would have to be when I was younger and I would just sit in the kitchen and watch my mom make some of her special occasion desserts. Orange cupcakes and chocolate eclair are just a couple of the treats she would make for us, while I just sat there, taking it all in and hoping she would offer to let me lick the icing off the beaters. Now my sisters and I do the baking, hoping our baked goods measure up to her finger-lickin’ sweets. The beaters are always shared…you always need a taste tester!

    February 28, 2013 at 10:09 pm
  44. Amanda Gerner

    My favorite memory of baking with my mother or grandmother actually was when I was very small and they were both making the Christmas candy and cookies. We helped some but were really too small to help much. It was always the best time for my sister and I to sneak some before they saw us. It were always caught and told they would start putting ants or grasshoppers in the chocolate covered cherries but we did it anyway.

    February 28, 2013 at 10:09 pm
  45. Valerie C.

    My grandmother was a great cook and German immigrant who had committed all her recipes to memory from home. She was fascinating to watch in the kitchen. I remember making fresh whipped cream, strudel, and many desserts with her. She always had a few pounds of butter in the refrigerator too! She was so sweet and nurturing. I was very lucky :)

    February 28, 2013 at 10:07 pm
  46. Brian

    My favorite memory baking with my mother is also my most recent memory. In making homemade blueberry muffins for my co-workers, she showed me the art of baking as we worked as a team. I learned to make sure the measurements are precise, how to ‘role’ the blueberries into the batter, preheating the oven a few degrees warmer, mixing the batter correctly before pouring it into the holders, checking the baked muffins with a toothpick, cooling them, and presenting them to be eaten. Thanks Mom, they loved them.

    February 28, 2013 at 9:55 pm
  47. Marybeth

    My first baking memory is making a jelly roll with my Mom, it’s still our favorite!

    February 28, 2013 at 9:53 pm

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