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! Yesterday, using my Mother’s recipe, I made a pie utilizing an old fashioned lemon squeezer. The squeezer belonged to my Grandmother. I never knew my Granny. She died when I was two years old. I have always heard stories that she had me “spoiled rotten.” Emotionally, my Granny and I cooked together yesterday when I used her vintage appliance. It worked perfectly! Perhaps, you could say that her love was a “hand me down” that remains vibrant. The evidence was in the deliciousness of the pie! Yum!
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