Sometimes I really miss my Gram. She was a wonderful person and it was no secret that she was very much loved for her food. She worked as a cook for 18 years and the whole family would go crazy for her meatloaf, stroganoff, stuffed cabbages, and baked hams. Gram loved watching cooking shows and when she went on vacation, all she’d talk about was the food she ate while on the trip. I have no idea what Gram thought of the Sistine Chapel, but she made sure to tell you what she ate while in Italy.
If there was one person I wished had left a journal or two behind, it’s Gram.
Whose notes would you want to read?