Getting started

Grandma and me gathering eggs

Cooking has been a passion of mine since as far back as I can remember. My maternal grandparents lived on a small farm in West Virginia, which seemed really big when I was a kid and had to help with the animals and gardens and apples orchards. it was settled in the perfect spot down in a valley. It looked a lot like the black hills of Germany, covered with trees, especially pine trees. The sky seemed close enough to reach out and touch.  What a treat to wake up in the mornings to the smell of freshly baked bread and the sound of eggs frying in the iron skillet. Not to forget the thick bacon and sausage that came from their own pigs. Eating the homemade applesauce would bring back the joys of the hours spent with family preparing it. My sister and I would get to go with our grandfather to the orchards to pick the apples. We called our grandfather Moredaddy. To our young minds, that name was logical. He had to be Moredaddy since we already have someone we called Daddy . We would ride in the back of his old pick up truck and have fun with all the bumps along the way. Now that I am an adult with grandchildren of my own I appreciate the time he spent finding all the right places to hit all those wonderfully exciting bumps at just the right time! When the truck was full of apples, back to the house we’d go, eating a few of those luscious fruits along the way. This was just the beginning of a weekend spent with aunts and uncles and cousins galore preparing their yummy applesauce. The bakery smells and fond memories can be created today with much less work! Bake the bread in a bread machine or buy frozen loaves and bake in the oven. The applesauce can be made on top of the stove with just a few apples and butter and sugar but if you are in a hurry just open a jar and cook some adding a little butter with extra sugar and cinnamon. Enjoy!!!

Grandma's homemade bread

Mom and her apples
Mom and her apples

6 thoughts on “Getting started

  1. Love this photo of “Mama B” in her kitchen with her apples — During one of my visits, she served the absolute best apple pie I ever ate. Perfect in every way. I asked if she got it at Krogers (because I was going to stop there and get one) and she she had made it. She had also picked the apples . . . I was really surprised that someone in her 80s, especially with the breathing apparatus, could do so much so well! Thank you for sharing wonderful memories in your blog — you are an awesome writer.

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  2. Love this blog, LeAnna! It is absolutely wonderful how you can make recipes and food come alive by sharing stories. This blog will be an inspiration to all those who read it because I am sure we all have a “special” story with our favorite food recipe. Keep being writing! Lynda

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      • My mother is a great cook and hopefully she will have a recipe for you soon. My mother said your blog is excellent and she is really enjoying reading it. I am hoping that by reading your bog she will be encouraged and motivated to send you a recipe for the blog. Keep up the great work!

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