After the death of a loved one hand, some families are covered by the clothes of her family. Other families compile memory lbs. I have something for my family, I made a cookbook of memory. After the death of my mother-in-law my sister-in-law, and it seemed an old man with his recipe. In fact, there were four boxes, and the recipes in bulk, were divided into categories.
There were handwritten recipes, many newspaper and magazine clippings, and many duplicates. Wethrew duplicate recipes and family favorites saved - Recipes, enjoy the grandchildren and great-grandchildren. In reading the recipes brought back memories of family picnics, holiday dinners, snacks, and Nana for her three teenage boys prepared.
I typed the recipes (one per side) and fill in a three-ring notebook. The title of the book "Favorite Recipes from Nana's recipe boxes." Roofs are on holiday stationery with a border cotton candy. Any BindingNana had a picture of it. Spray to protect the recipes and I drip into plastic sleeves notebook. There were only 25 recipes, so I did not index it. However, I did write a brief introduction, and contained a story that is still clear in my head.
Nana was Sunday evening at 1 hour after the meal, announced that dinner would be cake and ice cream. I laughed because I thought Nana was a joke. But Nana, the only person I've ever known who would eat coldOf butter wrapped in sugar, had a weakness for sweets, and the dinner was as advertised. We had a big bowl of French vanilla and juicy slices of yellow cake with frosting Penuche. What a memory.
Since the book was a glimpse into the family history, I typed the recipes, like Nana, she wrote, also terms such as "chilling the fridge, and references to family and friends. I grouped the pages into groups, put the pages of the notebook and put rubber Spatula inside. Then I wrapped the books in holiday paper and ribbon and tied spoon each.
Much love went into cookbooks that could not wait to give them to family members on Christmas morning. A couple of fantasy gifts were exchanged, but my homemade gifts were the hit of the day. Family members told stories of Nana, as he peeled their pound of baking. If you are a sensible way to commemorate a loved one, think of creating a memory Koch> Book.
My Cookbook stories about the meals you need to connect with spark, and the older generation of younger ones. I had no time to put more pictures in books, but a picture on every page of the book would be very special. Now you're probably wondering about the recipes. My favorite is the recipe for a farce. Even if I do not fudge, I love the ending. Here's the recipe, as Nana wrote many years ago.
FUDGE Nana's 1920
2c. Sugar
3 / 4 c. Milk
2 m² Chocolate
1 / 2 t. Sale
1 T. butter
1 t (teaspoon) vanilla
Nuts
Mix and cook all ingredients except vanilla and nuts. When you boil down the heat to a simmer. After 5 min. Before the test for the soft-ball days (1 / 2 4SP. Fudge in a bowl of ice water.)
If you can pick up a soft ball in 3 finger is ready. Cook 1 minute more. From oven and cool completely before stirring. Add the vanilla and nuts andbeat until it is [as] is made of glass and begins to be set. They molding cake in a small space.
When cutting is difficult. (If you do not enjoy too hard to beat a few drops of cream at the end.) Cut. Save some 'for the mother and father. Being a good scout and cleaning the kitchen afterward.
Copyright 2006 by Harriet Hodgson
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