i'd ask my Grandma (rest her soul) to cook me scrambled eggs. she'd cook 'em in castiron. i was 3 or 4 & adored watching those eggs as they cooked. didn't want the eggs, wanted to see them cook.
one is of when i was a baby-2, probably,- & my other Grandma gave me honey out of a blue container from the freezer in thier basement. my Grandpap was holding me & my Mom was next to us. also, Grandma mixing knox gelatin for her nailsw/ orange juice. it was so delicious. we'd drink it on the enclosed patio & watch t.v. she'd like her light 'n lively yogurt, & we'd share that outside in summers, & she'd give me brick cheese. plus butter sandwiches were another.
Pap cooked a batch of maple syrup, too, then it was ina sherbert container. mmmmm. he used to pick spearmint & give it to me. & concord grpes grew in the yard. we shared them in the lving rm. i have yet to this day to taste a fruit as delicious. fishing for sm. lake fish, Pap cleaning them, Gram frying 'em & they were delicious.
Gram & Pap, my Brother & i pouring colored popcorn kernals into an old-fashioned shaker & shaking it in the basement or livingrm., then sprinkling w/ popeye popcorn salt. cooking many, many batches of fudge w/ Pap.
dinners w/ Mom, Dad & my Brother, too. us asking, 'am i done enough?'. Swiss steak, Dad's popcorn & our giggling as the lid lifted from the cookware,
santa & the reindeer's Christmas Eve snack (nowwwww
i see why 'santa'
preferred that we leave him schnappes. MOM & DAD!