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Jenny and I have written before that much of the time she, my sister, and I spent together as kids was at our grandma’s house – specifically while we were there for Sunday dinners. Jenny’s family and mine gathered every Sunday after church as far back as I can remember, and those afternoons were spent playing rummy, going to the park, and lip synching to the Beach Boys (thank you little baby Jesus there was no YouTube then).
Of course, there was food.
Our grandma was an amazing cook. I remember her rolling out the biscuit dough and cutting it with an empty can of coconut. Her meatloaf was a favorite, as were her baked beans, and her specialty – Hershey Pie.
She’d always send us home with plenty of leftovers in Cool Whip containers.
I wish I had some of her meatloaf right now.
Grandma no longer cooks big dinners each week – and I know I speak for our whole family when I say we miss it.
But we all still gather at her house as often as we can on Sunday afternoons, taking turns bringing food. It’s important to all of us to spend that time together with her and with each other, and much to my surprise (and probably Grandma’s, too) I really love to cook, and I love finding new recipes. Foodie.com is a great place to house the recipes I’ve tried and those I want to try – like the ones in my collection above. While I’ll never be able to recreate Grandma’s biscuits, I will attempt to make a close approximation, and I hope that my family will feel the love behind them the same way we did.
Best meatloaf ever. I have the same kind of memories of Sunday dinners at my Grandma Burns’ house…home made yeast rolls, fried corn, apple stack cake. After I had my first 2 kids, we would go by to visit during the week and she usually had store-bought coconut cake and red hots. About the only memory of my other grandmother that I have is her giving us biscuits and jelly for a snack. I think everyone has food memories from childhood.
Oh, I love this post. And that meatloaf. One day we just need to eat it no matter what we’re allergic to now and suffer the consequences because I am SURE it will be worth it! Of course I also love the memories and relationships those Sunday dinners brought about!