It could be worse! Pearl is still around, doing her job.
Sadly, the vintage bowl is no more. An accident took it away today.
I wish I had some idea of how many times this appliance and accouterments has been used over the years.
Perhaps somewhere out there in the ether world, a replacement can be found. Thankfully the technology of computers, Google and such is available. Off I go to begin the search!
It might be a good idea to read this past post before you begin the one for today.
This sort of sets the stage.
Over the years, many young cooks have passed through the kitchen on Sunrise ridge and other places we have called ‘home’ in our journey through life.
Betty Crocker’s red cookbooks for making things and a set of Good measuring cups have been staples of the experience.
This past week, a photo on Facebook of the big red ‘pic cover cookbook was making the rounds. Of course I shared it and many comments came, a good number from those who shared in the making of thing from that book.
My old copy is held together with duct tape, notes in the margins, and many pages smeared with drips. I have a child who wants it and her daughter is now beginning to cook, sometimes here in Sunrise kitchen. Another generation to share with.
While at an auction yesterday, another copy of the book was for sale. The cover was a little worn, the pages inside much like mine.
Yes, I felt the need to purchase it. Another daughter and granddaughter live in California and they too should have this book.
Now, I need to find a couple more copies for some of the others who ‘graduated’ with the basic cooking certificate here.
I see they are available on Amazon and other outlets, some for quite a price. The ones I need though are well loved, used, smeared (especially on the page with the fudge recipe) and have notes written in them. They may not bee my notes, but I will happily transcribe from mine.
Not much of a ‘legacy’ you might think, but you are wrong. These books are filled with memories and love!
A new year has begun.
I thought would share a couple of photos that I particularly enjoyed from 2015.
Hubby discovered he really likes some types of pickles. Likes them enough, in fact, that he has been learning his way around the hot water bath canner very well!
Today, he made bread and butter pickles and a batch of dilled okra.
You might wonder why he did that?
It is simple, I spent a few days in hospital and have not got back up to par… He had been great about helping slice veggies and pack jars. The garden hasn’t slowed down one bit. Vegetables just keep piling up!
Today’s abundance of cucumbers and okra had to be canned up, so he did it! I read the instructions, he made his brines and took right over.
He’s a good man, my pickle packing Papa!
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