So many of the things that bring back memories of Mammaw include food.
because she loved to cook and waited on everyone hand and foot.
sat down and ate herself. Remember all the times she would make
us pass food
around the table and no one would take a thing. We as kids use
to give her
such a hard time. She'd just smile. Fried chicken for breakfast!!!
actually thought it was considered a breakfast food. As I got
older and went
out to eat I couldn't understand why it was never on the breakfast
menu. Ha. I
don't know what her secret was to frying chicken but I haven't ever
other chicken like it. Also her Coconut creme pie and chocolate
I can still see her in the chicken yard at the farm. Wringing
the necks off
the chickens. I think what I hated more was all the noise the
made. I'm sure Karen, Ron, John,and Connie remember the
boobie traps we use
to set for Mammaw. We'd be up all night working our magic.
Then laugh about
how she was going to say "Oh Well" She would always try and be
so quiet in
the mornings so as to not wake us up. I don't ever remember Mammaw
mad at us.(believe me she should have, we were onry)
She wanted everyone to spend the night with her. There were never
grandkids. And last but not least, Mammaw's FEATHER BED!!!!
Karen, Wanda and Connie always got to sleep on it on the living room
the farm. It took up the whole floor. How soft and fluffy
we thought it was.
These memories will live forever........Thanks Mammaw