As many of you know, my sister Ginny struggles with dementia. Just before lockdown, one year ago, she moved to a memory care home blocks from the house she shares with her husband. I last saw Ginny in November 2019.
My dear brother-in-law is a terrific support and sends photos of his visits. I wanted to share this one and wish all of you a peaceful, loving Valentine’s Day.
My current research and writing project is a continuation of something started a number of years ago— transcribing letters Dad sent home to his family during WWII and capturing my own memories of summers spent in the Adirondack Mountains.
An aspect of this relates to food— snippets Dad wrote about and things I recall as favorites. These posts will carry the header— as noted above— and all the recipes will be included in their original form. Enjoy!
One of the traditions at North Lake (Adirondack Conservation area) was a frosty morning dip and a canoe trip to Blueberry Island to pick, of course, blueberries! These berries are the tiny, wild variety and the designated pail would be filled to the brim for pancake and muffin making.
One of the joys of family get-togethers is meeting new members of the clan. 🙂 Russell was part of a weekend gathering at Matthews Lake in Wisconsin, hitching a ride with his Mom and Dad, Tanya and Corey.
My Aunt Norma died last week. She was my Dad’s youngest sister and the last living sibling at 92. Norma brought out the best in people. One of my cousins remarked on this. It was definitely true regarding my father, her big brother, who could be crabby, gruff, silent…you name it. Norma managed to smooth out those emotional wrinkles and made many a Christmas day and time spent at the cabin in the Adirondacks a sheer joy.
Today I took a shot at baking a German Chocolate Cake, one of Norma’s signature desserts; it looks a little odd but it tastes pretty good. Not as good as Norma’s but I wanted to remember and feel close.