I recently spent a couple of days with Youngest Aunt, and one of them happened to coincide with the anniversary of our Mum’s death. We reminisced about what a wonderful cook she’d been, but agreed that there was no particular main meal we recalled with such a pang that we had any particular desire for it. Having said that, I think I’ve mentioned before that I would sometimes like to sink my teeth into one of Mum’s delicious egg-and-bacon pies; but, as Youngest Aunt doesn’t now eat meat, I can see why that wouldn’t be something she would hanker for.
Scones, biscuits, cakes and desserts, however? We were in mad agreement there about how delicious and toothsome many of them were; most of them, actually, particularly the desserts. That’s probably why, to this day, we still make and enjoy them. My menfolk have sometimes expressed the view that, if I would make a couple of them more often, they’d be very happy; diet be damned 😀
We also talked about the knitted articles we still use, particularly at this chilly time of year. Mine is a dark-blue wrap, and it’s on the armrest at my end of the sofa, getting a good workout most nights as we watch TV/snore in front of TV (the detail varies from person to person and night to night; I wouldn’t want you to think we’re set in our ways). Youngest Aunt’s is a beanie, in shades of blue from light to dark and it is working similarly hard when she goes out for daily walks. Both are made from yarns long since discontinued and both continue to be wonderful reminders of our Mum.
May your memories keep you as warm as my knitted hugs 🙂