I was lucky and am sorry you didn't have the connect to your grandmothers
she was 'mother earth' - you could go to her with everything - if you were bad, she understood, nodding her head, "yah, yah, is hard to do right ting"
take an apple - they made like apple bags that hung from your neck - you would climb ladders to pick
then - we would make - applesauce, red apple sauce, apple cider, juice, jelly butter, jelly, pie, strudel
"Sheddy, ve don't vaste anyting"
and believe me, we didn't
not a scrap |
