Thursday evening we dined at Grandma Mary's house. This was quite a treat, since it had been many years since I put my feet under her table for a meal. In our family, Grandma's dinners are legendary. When my biological Grandmother died, I was very young and have only a few faint memories of her. Grandpap remarried, and Grandma Mary has been a wonderful blessing to our whole family. There is no evil step-mother in our family.
The table is set with the Nortake china, (Fairmont pattern) and Fostoria glass. It is beautiful. The main attraction however, is the FOOD. The woman goes all out. If you leave hungry, you have only yourself to blame. When Grandpap was still living, He would hone his big knife and carve the meat in his snow white butcher apron. After grace, he's announce, "Reach in and make yourself homely." Then he'd unfold his napkin, tuck a corner into his collar, pick up his knife and fork and eat with a purpose. The man loved good food. He was a grocer.
The menu this evening is:
Bread sticks, Italian favored with cheese
Caultiflower & broccoli salad
At this point, my brother leans over to my 14 yr old foster son and whispers, "When you think you've had some of everything on the table, Grandma brings out more from the kitchen" And he was right. A cake like bar with chocolate topping appeared. Then the candy dish was passed. After dinner, more Aunts, Uncles and Cousins came by for the weekly Thursday evening vist at Grandma's. Before we left for the evening, she served pretzels and chips.
Grandma Mary's eyesight is failing to the point that she cannot drive.