(Food Memory) Those Thanksgiving Meals
Food
is a big part of my family traditions. Even at both houses my mom’s mom and my
dad’s mom we always had a ton of food. When I was younger I always remember we
would drive down to my grandma Peggy’s. (My dads mom.) Each memory I have that
I can still remember we would always get in really late I don’t know why but we
did. When you stepped inside the house has a clinging odor of smoke and food.
There was always so many smells it was hard to say what each on was. The day of
thanksgiving us kids would always be forced to go play outside because adults
what to have alone time and no one was allowed into grandma Peggy’s kitchen accept
for the moms. My cousin abbey and I would always sneak out back to our grandma’s
bird cages and Koi pond. They were both so beautiful in their own rugged way I
suppose. Before my grandma started to get sick she would paint a lot of her
patio with her birds and her fish. Anyways, as I was saying the smells would
seep out of the house and of course we knew by then like clockwork that dinner
was about to be served. Kids always ate first even though the adults always
made our plates for us given we were only 6 but still. You try to be independent
anyways. So my grandma would have a whole feast lining the tables and counters,
lot of family always came and ate enough that all us kids always got pushed to
the floor to eat around the coffee table. We never minded though by then it was
tradition and we were small so eating at the coffee table was a lot easier for
us. PLUS we got to watch TV, what little grandma would allow. I don’t really
remember the food specifically even though it doesn't seem like that long ago a
lot of my memories have faded away and I can’t really remember many of them
anymore except for the traditions. I wish my grandma was still alive, she was a
wise woman and I wish she was still alive to give me advice today and to teach
me her awesome cooking skills. After she was gone the family tradition meal
stopped and we would all go years without seeing each other. I think she would
have been disappointed in that, I know I am.
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