There has always been a tradition in our family of passing down possessions. It is funny how the little things in life mean so much!
Allow me to share a cooking story. Lemon juice can be used to jazz up many dishes. Its tartness enhances the flavor. Squeezing those tiny lemons can be a chore. Not anymore!
I inherited the perfect kitchen utensil that makes the job spontaneously effortless. Yesterday, using my Mother’s recipe, I made a delectable cherry cheese cake utilizing an old fashioned lemon squeezer. The squeezer belonged to my Grandmother Eleonora. It worked perfectly!
I never knew my Granny. She died when I was two years old. I have always heard family recant stories about how she had me “spoiled rotten” by holding me continuously, picking me up when I fell, and gingerly wiping every tear away from my crying eyes!
Go Granny! I love it! Emotionally, my Granny and I cooked together yesterday when I used her vintage appliance.
It was as if she left Mississippi and was in Ohio standing in my kitchen looking over my shoulders!
Imaginatively, I could hear her say, “Dash a pinch of vanilla flavor to liven up the taste. Grating a tad bit of the lemon peel won’t hurt!”
Those Southern cooks who knew how to put a meal on the table from scanty ingredients are something else! Aren’t they?
Perhaps, you could say that my Grandma’s hands guided mine. Alright, the judgment is still out. The proof is the pudding! Let’s see if I passed the taste test. I cut a slice for my Mother, Mrs. Phoebe! Understand this! Mrs. Phoebe, a master chef, can detect a 1/2 teaspoon of salt missing from a three layer German Chocolate cake.
Drum roll, please!
Momma loved it and said, “Job well done!” Of course, I couldn’t “leave well enough alone.” I kept going! So, I made lemonade. Upon taking a swallow, Momma said, “Girl, this lemonade is entirely too sweet. Cut back on your sugar! In fact, put a little warm water in first to crystallize the sugar and then add the remaining lemon juice, rinds, and sugar from there!” I did and it salivated off my tongue as I drank it!
Thanks Momma! Thanks Granny!
Some folks say “too many cooks in the kitchen” will never work. Well I beg to differ.
Yesterday, I had it just right – the number of cooks, ingredients, and all!
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