My grandmother use to work in cafeteria in HISD, except my grandmother could actually cook. When
she got paid she would take me and a few of my first cousins to McDonalds without fail. I don't care what you make at home it is hard to compete with Mickey D's in a child's mind.I remember getting really tired
of getting Big Mac's every time we went . Even back then I loved variety! So just as Grama(Birda Mae)
was about to order I quickly shouted that I wanted a Quarter Pounder and my cousins followed suit. The
reason this sticks out in my memory is to illustate just how kind-hearted my grandmother was. She did'nt get the least bit upset, didn't yell ,give me the-wait-till-I-get-you-home speech or even give me the look . We all
had Quarter Pounders that day.It was nice to be myself and to have someone honor my preference at 9 it really meant alot to me. Well until next time.
About This blog
My fondest memoreis in my life are the ones at my grandmother's table.I loved not only the warm,velvety ,slightly sweet 7-up cake, but the affirmation that I was loved. What started out as a creative outlet and a place to honor her loving,generous spirit has evolved into a food blog where I can blather on about recipes, food trends, and basically any food related topic that foodies would like, ....you get the idea. I am sure my family and anyone I've been friendly with for more than 2 minutes will breathe a collective sigh of relief, since I don't have to dump my food conversations on them all the time. Also to mix things up I will share scrapbook pages. I want the blog to refect who I am and what I like to do when apart from being a full time Mama and part time college student.Thank you for sharing this journey of exploration with me.