I was young when my grandmother died Only memory was making cookie and noodles. Still have the rolling pin we used. It had been a gift from her grandfather on her tenth birthday. Both of his grandfathers fought in the Revolutionary war. (Have a picture of her grandparents and aunts and uncles on wall. Sarah Trump was one of the aunts)
Family time is important.
So true. I still have the flour sifter we had. I spend most of my time with with her with math, but other things are still important. There’s a balance in life.
Thanks!
Cooking is an art and an act of love.
sweet memories hm
I recall much with both my grandmas.. but alas was not astute enough to learn from them or ask pertinent questions. They were PLACES we went for holidays with the whole gang (had large families).
I have memories of two very different grandmas. Maternal. (with her daughter caregiver) very strict. OCD no play. no noise.. lots of good family and good food. just terribly restrained.
then there was dad’s side. fun, let loose, eat drink and be merry. My grandma with the best homemade chicken noodle soup. And “THE DRAWER”.. every grandma had that drawer. It was in the kitchen somewhere. My grams was i the kitchen table. Had a wealth of fun stuff.
Their home was i the old area of brookly OH. The closets has curtains for door. we kids (and we had dozens of cousins) would play and romp through those, In summer gram’s garden was a plush surplus of goodies. My only draw was the huge raspberry patch
my paternal gram died at 100 -I was very very very furious when at 100 some genius decided that my out of it/alzheimers/whatever grandma should have a pace maker installed. Was in Houston but if there would have raised cain.
she lived a few more months. my little granny. 4’10” of love and laugher. she raised 7 kids After each was born she was in fields working i a few hours. such was the life of a slavic immigrant of that era