Grandma's Cooking

Happy Sabbath -- I don't know how people that don't honor some day survive.  This chic lives for sundown every Friday evening. It gives me a wonderful chance to stop - and most importantly NOT feel guilty about it -- EVER!!  So glad I have a wonderful heavenly Father who looks after me, especially since I tend to ignore myself until my body forces me to stop.

On another, totally unrelated note, I went to do my normal Friday afternoon grocery shopping and ended up taking a trip down nostalgia lane!!  I was by myself, the girls didn't want to go, so I took the time to peruse the shelves more than normal.  Sometimes you can find a new product or flavor, or just something you don't ordinarily use and since this week my focus has been on menu planning and wanting to add new food -- I took the extra time.

To my surprise I saw this wonderful can!!!

Now to most you this is gross or not such a big deal.  For me.....it brought tears to my eyes and a sudden smile.  You see when I was a kid, this was a treat that only came from Grandma's house, although back then, I think you could find it in just tomato sauce.  Anyway, immediately, in my head, I saw her little black saucepan with contents of this can clumped in the middle until it heated enough to not be so congealed.  And of course you couldn't have that saucepan without the wood stirrer -- it wasn't a spoon, I guess you could call it a spatula ...
It looked kind of like this, but a little fatter and not so "spoon" shaped.  I got lucky enough to inherit it when she died.
I don't know that the majority of my cousins would remember this "delicacy."  For them it was Grandma's noodles (mac & cheese) or an eggy (that's another story) and I have those memories as well, but this is one that is only tied to my Grandma.