When I think of food, I think of “The Cousins.” Family on my mom side, who are so AWESOME. It makes me think of my papa who was the best person to walk this planet, he may have not been a great cook and could only help with getting drinks or putting sandwich ingredients out on the table for lunch but he was sure always there for the great feasting times with the family!
Thanksgiving is always the best time getting together with my family and not only being happy being together but celebrating my papa. We always make the big turkey and of course after eating take nap time like our papa would in his awesome broke in recliner chair. We would have to have the mashed potatoes with EXTRA gravy with pepper on top just like he would. Corn on the cob swirled in butter, stuffing of course! But even after all of it and the whole sha-bang of thanksgiving dinner, my favorite of his is after our awesome nap and pulling out the dominoes for game time, it was making the cold turkey sandwich! Classic after the nap with just two pieces of bread, mayo, or for him miracle whip and a piece of lettuce, delicious!
As wrong as it is but yet funny because your little and think your such a little rebel, like I did. I took after my papa and his “winning” ways in dominoes, up the sleeve with the extra ones you don’t need. We were a team, an ornery one at that! It was fun and we laughed a lot and specially the time I blew it. My cousin Kati, (who by the way is like dominoes champ, for the real’s) caught our tricks or at least just mine. She bumped into my sleeve. (ha-ha) everyone knew who put me up to it though so I didn’t have to tell!
Kati and I were ornery little girls and quite creative when it came to little simple food to make. We got our papa addicted to butter, with honey and sliced up banana’s on a piece of toast! So good! It was a little slice of baby jesus in my mind these days and back then well I could eat anything with banana’s and honey! It was our favorite snack with our papa!
When I visited
Holyoke back east in Colorado where they had moved when I was, gosh in 2nd grade. It was my favorite place running wild and eating endless amounts of homemade ice cream! I remember helping turn the handle to make it because it wasn’t electric! It was so much fun just being around all the family and goofing around! Like my cousin Joe would always come up behind me and pick me up over his shoulder and twirl me around.
Thanksgiving is always the best time getting together with my family and not only being happy being together but celebrating my papa. We always make the big turkey and of course after eating take nap time like our papa would in his awesome broke in recliner chair. We would have to have the mashed potatoes with EXTRA gravy with pepper on top just like he would. Corn on the cob swirled in butter, stuffing of course! But even after all of it and the whole sha-bang of thanksgiving dinner, my favorite of his is after our awesome nap and pulling out the dominoes for game time, it was making the cold turkey sandwich! Classic after the nap with just two pieces of bread, mayo, or for him miracle whip and a piece of lettuce, delicious!
As wrong as it is but yet funny because your little and think your such a little rebel, like I did. I took after my papa and his “winning” ways in dominoes, up the sleeve with the extra ones you don’t need. We were a team, an ornery one at that! It was fun and we laughed a lot and specially the time I blew it. My cousin Kati, (who by the way is like dominoes champ, for the real’s) caught our tricks or at least just mine. She bumped into my sleeve. (ha-ha) everyone knew who put me up to it though so I didn’t have to tell!
Kati and I were ornery little girls and quite creative when it came to little simple food to make. We got our papa addicted to butter, with honey and sliced up banana’s on a piece of toast! So good! It was a little slice of baby jesus in my mind these days and back then well I could eat anything with banana’s and honey! It was our favorite snack with our papa!
When I visited
Holyoke back east in Colorado where they had moved when I was, gosh in 2nd grade. It was my favorite place running wild and eating endless amounts of homemade ice cream! I remember helping turn the handle to make it because it wasn’t electric! It was so much fun just being around all the family and goofing around! Like my cousin Joe would always come up behind me and pick me up over his shoulder and twirl me around. My papa loved crushed up snickers in his ice cream. He was the one who got me addicted to snickers, being my favorite candy bar! He no
w has his very own place on my body with a snickers bar tattoo to represent him. He will always be my favorite person to think about and how awesomely rad he was and the food he ate which is very fried, greasy, creamy, meaty, candy yumminess. He didn’t care how crappy it was for his body, as long as it tasted good he was all for it!
I wish I had been older to get to know him on a different level then just a little girl But being little and the innocents of a child it was always fun and never a dual moment, we kept him young having to chase us little ornery ones around. And for him he always had a smile at the end of the table with his pile of mashed potates.
w has his very own place on my body with a snickers bar tattoo to represent him. He will always be my favorite person to think about and how awesomely rad he was and the food he ate which is very fried, greasy, creamy, meaty, candy yumminess. He didn’t care how crappy it was for his body, as long as it tasted good he was all for it!I wish I had been older to get to know him on a different level then just a little girl But being little and the innocents of a child it was always fun and never a dual moment, we kept him young having to chase us little ornery ones around. And for him he always had a smile at the end of the table with his pile of mashed potates.
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