Today I found a treasure.
When my Grandmother’s house was being emptied, I asked for one of her copies of The Joy of Cooking. My mother gave me the 1951 edition, where bacon drippings were a regular ingredient of corn bread, and you had to mix your own baking powder.
I was thumbing through it, looking up a recipe for macaroons, when I found a slip of paper tucked inside the pickles.
It was my Grandmother’s notes, for 2 1/2 pounds.
2 1/2 C water
2 1/2 C vindegar
5 C sugar
7 1/2 in stick cinnamon
I don’t know which recipe it was meant for, tomato catsup or corn relish or apple chutney. It may have been watermelon pickle or pickled peaches.
All I know is that it was written on the back of a dental extraction form [my grandfather was a dentist, though it’s not from his practice.] and it smells like their house did.
Merry Christmas. <3