Treasures and Keepsakes in your Recipe Box

  • Do you have keepsakes and treasures in your recipe box.  A few nights ago, while making dinner, and reminiscing about a friend from the past, I remembered a recipe that she gave to me fifty years ago.  I started to think how much we are connected to each other through food.  
  • In my recipe box I have recipes from long ago; my friend Sheila has given me several of her grandmother’s recipes that she keeps in her recipe box and they are handwritten by her grandmother. 
  • I have recipes from wonderful Italian ladies that I received from them after I got married.  One was a lady I worked with almost 50 years ago and she just celebrated her 90th birthday. She lives in Pennsylvania.  The other was a fantastic cook who was the mother of our best man.  I really like Italian cooking and enjoyed every minute at her home.  
  • I learned to cook German food from my grade school friend.  Her parents owned a bakery and they opened my eyes to great German cooking.
  • My mother-in-law taught me to cook with her recipes.  She was a great cook and I learned to make my husband’s favorite recipes.
  • A lady I bowled with for several years gave me many dessert recipes and she passed away in her 90’s.
  • I lived in the Philadelphia area and there are so many ethnic groups such rich culture that made me want to learn how to cook; Polish, Irish, German and many other ethnic dishes.
  • New York also has their many specialties and I was exposed to these cultures growing up.
  • My own family is blessed with many wonderful cooks who are always willing to share their recipes.
  • I was blessed with some Norwegian recipes while traveling with my husband in his job in Hamilton, Montana from a lady we rented a cabin from.  We have enjoyed southern and South West recipes in our travels.  We are so fortunate to have had relationships with all these women who loved to share their craft.
  • Now that I live in Butte, Montana I have been exposed to Irish, Slavakian, Polish, Italian and many other ethnic dishes.
  • Unfortunately, for me I have many wonderful dishes that my own mother cooked while growing up;  but I never thought to write them down and I regret this because these are so much a part of who I am today..

Food is a connection for us to so many people, family, relatives, people we meet along the way and we never realize how blessed we are to have known these great women.  When you cook their recipes, it brings them to mind along with many happy memories.  

Life is a joy and we celebrate with feasts a lot of the time.  But we should not forget those who are less fortunate and the times in our own lives when we had less than we have today.

That’s what memories are made of!



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