Thursday, September 21, 2006

Grandma Mabel could really cook.

Saying for the Day: They don't cook like grandma any more.

My sister , who doesn’t like Bush, told me that I had to blog at some point about my grandmother’s cooking.
The picture is of my Grandmother Mabel, my mother’s mother, with my Grandfather James and their son Donald.
It has nothing to do with gram’s cooking but I wanted a different picture than I had already used.

My grandmother came from a family of great cooks.
Her father and brother were about to open a bakery when they died in the mine accident.
She inherited all of that ability.

Every Christmas we went to her house for diner.
She provided a feast.
She made pies , custard (not soggy), lemon meringue , raspberry, and apple beter than any I’ve had since.
She also made saffron buns and saffron bread the taste of witch I can still remember.
I have tried but I have never duplicated her saffron buns.
She also made currant cookies that melted in your mouth.

Now if my sister were writing this the list would be longer.
She made a potato sausage that I hated but Dawn loved and some kind of tomato dish that we can’t pronounce yet alone spell.

When I would visit it would seem that she was always cooking.
She had a big wood stove that she cooked on.
There was always a pile of kindling next to it.
I used to build castles out of that.
The air was always filled with fantastic aromas.

Some of my greatest childhood memories are in that kitchen.

News from Pigeon Falls-the little town in my backyard where even old ladies go rabbit hunting-Eino still hasn’t heard from the Department of Homeland Security about the stone man in the basement of his garage. They seemed more interested in the White Rabbit. It would seem they look on it as a threat to national security. Now our poor White Rabbit is not only being proclaimed as a demon by Mrs. Trumble but as a terrorist by the Department of Homeland Security. You would think they would have something more important to do.
Some people miss the dragon. They are hoping that it is hiding somewhere while its wound heals. Mrs. Trumble says that sshe thinks it’s never coming back.
Mrs. Harry Rajala went over to the casino in Watersmeet and won one thousand dollars from a slot machine. Dr. Fortress runs a bingo train to the casino every Thursday. It is always full but most people lose. Mrs. Rajala says she is going to have some repairs made on the house since she can’t get Harry to make them. She wonders why all husbands can’t be like Big Rudy.
A group of kids got caught swimming in the Crippled Creek lake. There are no swimming sign posted all around the lake but that didn’t stop them. It was a hot fall day and we don’t have many of those. One of the kids was Tommy, the undertaker’s son. He always seems to be in the center of trouble. They were given a warning by the DNR man that caught them and sent home.
The County Consolidated High School has renamed its teams “The New Potatoes”. Before this year they were called “The Savages” but the Indian community complained. They said the potatoes have no lobby and so the name should be safe. On the first broadcast of a game the announcer couldn’t keep from laughing when he announced that the New Potatoes are coming out on the field. When the team fell far behind early in the game he said “ The New Potatoes are really being mashed tonight”. Perhaps the school should rethink the name.

The Link for Today-Live Forever or Die in the Attempt- Remember to put the words Dr. John in the comment to get those patriotic, flag waving JCPOINTS (makes no difference which flag).Check HERE for your points.
Betty went to Bible study this morning. I finished Dawn's blog print out for August. When Betty came home she painted some more windows outside. Now she has gone to work on an ELCW project.I need a breathing treatment.


Blogger kristi said...

seems to me that all grandmothers are good cooks...well the majority at least. Whenever I visit my mommom I always look forward to her cooking, it is always so good. My mom on the other hand is good but not as good!!

4:12 AM  
Blogger Janvangogh said...

"Lets Fry'em!"
"They are gonna get creamed".

A few team shout suggestions for the opposition.

4:33 AM  
Blogger Chana said...

ah, your memories of your grandma and her kitchen and of the's the same for me and my great-grandma. that lady could cook up a storm. whatever she touched was turn to delicious, mouth watering joy....we both have such fond memories of our grandma's Dr. John. how lovely they both were...i like to imagine you as a young lad playing in there. hanging around her and waiting to nibble on a treat...
you know i love your pics...i thank you for always sharing with us such beautiful things.
Mrs. Trouble has made company against the rabbit..i wonder if DHS know about the dragon yet? i wish they concentrate more on the statue..poor Hermit, he needs to come to life again.
Tommy and the kids just went swimming...they should be given a break. i often seen many NO Swimming signs and many that enjoy that spot..of course it's in the movies but doesn't it count? :) ..
He is a good kid, Tommy, he is just having fun. it's really harmless.
Potatoes for a name of a team should bring on many a joke..i hope the team takes it in stride and can have fun with it too.
Well it's a wonderful morning, to wake up to such happy thoughts of Grandmas. thank you for that. i hope your breathing is alright. did they ever get the machine looked at? i was thinking of you and Bree. i hope that both of you are healthier than ever before soon. my love to your household and beautiful family.

4:41 AM  
Blogger Cuppojoe said...

My Grandma, too, was an amazing cook. They never had much money, but that lady could take what little they had and stretch it to make the most amazing meals for the whole family (and not a little one, at that!).

But, her kitchen was always a disaster! You couldn't even see the counter-tops! I have no idea how such good cooking came out of a place that looked like it should have been quarantined!

5:08 AM  
Blogger Margaret said...

Grandmoms cooking. My poor Grandmother cooked better than my Rich Grandmother. I have some wonderful and terrible experiences in the cuisine department for each.

6:32 AM  
Blogger W. J. St. Christopher said...

My grandmother was the last really good cook in our family. My mom was so-so; my sisters and I are more the "Pass the cookbook!" types.

Of course, my grandmother was also the "You're not leaving the table until your plate is clean!" type. Not a good thing for me, the world's pickiest eater. Many a battle of wills ensued!

7:59 AM  
Anonymous Stacy said...

I agree...I think "good cook" is in the grandma job description. I enjoyed reading about your memories. The thought of all those pies. M-mmmmm!

9:10 AM  
Blogger Chana said...

my mail just came and with it a lovely package from the Fortress..the certificate and the letter are just beautiful and so is the Doctorship..oh my, would my dad been proud :) ...
you and Betty are so thoughtful and so kind. you bring joy and cheer to so many homes. God Bless you both..

Thank you so very much.

1:06 PM  
Blogger Gingers Mom said...

I loved my grandma's cupcakes. My parents swear they were nothing special, but they were the best I have ever tasted. Oh I miss her!

1:23 PM  
Blogger Cindy said...

homemade "frycakes", chocolate cookies with walnuts, chicken and bisquits, apple pie, strawberry shortcake--no one cooks like Grandma did but church ladies come awful close- oh wait- Grandma was one of those too.

As for the team's name- you could call them the "Dic'taters'"

2:53 PM  
Blogger Cindy said...

oops- I forgot to tell you, you mentioned Bush in your post and that reminded me that I have a picture of him giving a distant cousin of mine a Purple Heart. I'll put it on my blog today.

3:01 PM  
Blogger Kat Campbell said...

It was my mother that was the best cook in my family. Roquefort dressing, restraunts don't even serve that any more. Your blog has made me hungry Dr. John!

3:27 PM  
Blogger butterflies said...

Why didnt you like the potato sausage? it sounds nice to me as a vegetarian and Id like the recipe:)
Oh and I love the pics too

3:35 PM  
Blogger Catch said...

My grandmother could throw a meal on in a matter of minutes!! And it was always delicious...she used to make pork and saurkraut with dumplings that were to die for. I think I inherited a lot of her cooking ability. I can remember the holidays at her galore....and relatives alll over the was a great place to be!

3:35 PM  
Blogger QuillDancer said...

New potatoes should not ber mashed. They should be creamed and served with peas.

7:05 PM  
Blogger Nea said...

Some of my fondest memories are in my Grandma's kitchen also. Everything revolved around the kitchen, the wood stove, eating. I suppose it is no wonder my Grandma weighted about 300 pounds. But in those days the reason it melted in the mouth, it had lard in it. haha.

Peope don't cook know. Not really COOK. From scratch, with lots of nuts and raisins and apple. I need to go bake something I guess.....

My daughter is taking home ec. in school. Teacher sent her home with a school assignment to put together a meal for her family. So she had me in the kitchen teaching her how. I guess I should be the home ec teacher. I am doing all the work. haha

1:11 AM  
Anonymous tinas said...

Mmmm .... I would love to have been at that Christmas dinner. My family are not cooks. I'm as close as it gets to a 'cook' ... and that isn't saying much, believe me !

1:28 AM  
Blogger Smythe said...

I love stories about grandmothers cooking. When I was a little girl we would go to my great grandmothers house in Harlan, Indiana for Harlan Days--a small festival with a parade! I remember most of all homemade catsup. There is nothing like it!

4:16 AM  

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