by
Patricia S.
from
Nichols, NY
posted
September 08, 2008
Five Generations
Knowing my Great- Grandmother has been a pleasure and a daily learning throught my life. No I never met her or held her hand or heard her voice. But I know her ! Oh you say in pictures and stories. Yes those too. I know her even better..then that. When I was young my grand mother would set me on the stool next to her while she was busy in her kitchen. In Grandmas kitchen you could learn almost anything. The wooden kitchen table was used to make cookies,pies,can vegtables,grade eggs,dress out chickens,or wrap deer meat! As she laid newspaper down to keep things clean her voice was always telling me the habits and practices of the past. "I'll teach you the way I was taught by my Mother" she would coo. In the warmth of that house ,created by the heat from the wood stove I would have my beginnings of passing on family traditions.
How my Great-Granmother,Grandmother and Mother would be proud of their cooking skills still being taught to the 5th generation of women. The same wooden board and wooden pin laid out to make pies. Stirring the pot with a fiqure 8 so it never burns. Grinding with the cast iron grinder screwed to a table little hands have made apple sause and pickle relish with the same excitement as years gone by. Our famous icing (no recipe - made by taste) decorating cakes,jelly rolls and cupcakes still feeding hungry families. The making of cream gravy,pickled eggs and cracking hickory nuts is still being practiced .
The skills that they taught had far reaching lessons
then the lessons of cooking. They were webbed with pride,sharing,and thankfulness.
New techniques have certainly made the cooks job easier. But never forget those dependable basic's sent down through the past that kept us cooking with high standards.
"Ill teach you the way I was taught by my Mother." will be repeated to yet another generation.
