A lot of my cooking habits and knowledge came from my Grandma Ford. She moved in with us when I was about 11. She loved to cook and had dinner ready every night. There were nights that she would have cooked [what I now see as] a delicious meal, and I would fix a bowl of cereal. (Which by the way, as sad as it is, cereals are probably my favorite food in the whole world...sugars, preservatives and all.) I wish I would have appreciated her more then! Now as my kids see that I have cooked dinner and they turn up their nose, I am sure she smiles down at me and laughs and says, "Well missy, that is what you get!" I know I deserve that.
She had a stroke when I was 7 months pregnant with Tommy, so she never got to love on my babies. And there is nothing she loved more than to sit in her loveseat (which now has a proud spot in my kitchen) and rock a baby. I have all the confidence that even though she never got her hands on my little ones and they never got to love on her, that she is in their heart. Ok, so I am going to dry my tears now...didn't mean to get into all of that!
So, on this rainy Saturday, Heather and I are making Grandma's Vegetable Soup. There are many treasures I have of Grandma's, but one of the things I treasure most is her hand written copy of the vegetable soup recipe.
This is probably the ultimate comfort food for me. I will make some corn bread muffins and we will definitely enjoy!