Wednesday, January 27, 2010

I can't remember her name...

I was washing dishes this morning, by hand since I still can't pick things up that are low to the ground(like the stuff in the dishwasher), when I remembered one of my boyfriends' grandmothers saying something along the lines of "Then she went and ran water over them plates, did she think my wrench water weren't good enuff?" She wasn't talking about me, thank goodness, but some prissy thing one of her sons had brought home.
We were at her house that day for supper and I remember she always made the best baked cornbread I had ever eaten and she always made two pans of it because everyone liked the dark brown crunchy crust so much that she wanted us all to have plenty. She didn't get mad that we didn't eat the rest of the cornbread, just put it in a pot to feed the dogs and chickens the next day.
I still haven't made baked cornbread as good as hers though I keep trying.
That blessed woman has probably passed on by now but I will always remember her with fondness for her simple country cooking and her colorful country speech.
The sun is shining here and I have stuff to do, I just wanted to put in words one of the smiles in my heart today.

7 comments:

Geri said...

Sweet

Nej said...

I got goosebumps. Great description!!

Dark Cloud Nine said...

Are you gonna make cornbread today?

Brook said...

She was very sweet and caring in a way that I hope to be when I am a grandma.
Today is Cuban pork, black beans, rice, homemade mojo, and maybe a margarita for supper. I am not sure when I'll be making cornbread.

Spellbound said...

She likely used a cast iron skillet and heated it in the oven with a gob of lard or crisco in it like my Mom and grand mom did. After it was steaming hot she poured the batter in and baked it in a very hot oven. It was very simple, just mean, eggs, soda, and buttermilk plus the oil in the pan. Daddy liked it with molasses and butter. I get very nostalgic about country cooking. I just can't have it anymore.

Brook said...

Elaine that is exactly the way I make it and it still isn't the same, I think it's missing the grandma love.

Amy said...

Spellbound..I remember my g'ma heating up a castiron to make cornbread too. I might make later since I have plenty of mean. Just ask my boys. :)
For the soda...could I use Mt Dew?