My grandmom was known to all who loved her as an AWESOME cook. As a matter of fact, besides being all about her family, her number one love was cooking. She made her own bread her WHOLE life. I don't mean in a bread machine, although when her arthitisis kicked in, we were able to get her to use one. If you have never had homemade bread, it is SO MUCH BETTER than processed bread, and way healthier!!!
She made everything from scratch. Every meal was well planned and executed from scatch.
She also was the one who inspired my love for baking. I am not a cook, but I am a baker. Growing up, she was always baking treats for us. Creme puffs, pies, cupcakes, jelly rolls, pie tarts, cookies. She never stopped, she was always making something and it was always from scratch.
But the creation I loved most was her homemade donuts. It doesn't get better than this. Every Christmas Eve she made them for us...it was a tradition, and when she couldn't make them anymore, we made them under her direction.
Forunately, I asked my grandmom to teach me how to make them for Collin's robotics team about 3 years ago. And even more forunate was that I typed up the recipe on my laptop because who knew that the book with the donut recipe would vanish within hours of her death.
It has broken my heart to lose my grandmom, but to know that book with all those treasured recipes is gone makes it feel like losing her twice over. I never thought I would get possession of that book, but I at least thought I would have the opportunity to copy all those recipes that she made for us...for me.
And then they were gone as quick as she was..actually even quicker.
I felt a little better when I saw Ebay had some even though I couldn't be sure of the year, I thought it was probably around 1950. My husband told me to order one knowing how distraught I was about it, but considering we are just starting to recover from financial ruin, I couldn't buy something like that right now. It would have to wait till we could afford it in a few months.
And then something wonderful happened. Like it was meant to happen. I was talking to my other grandmom, and she started talking about the squirels in her attic. And how when her son was up there, she asked him to bring down a box...
that had cookbooks in it.
Specifically this cookbook.
A 1946 Betty Crocker cookbook.
WITH THE DONUT RECIPE.
(It's hard to find, and not in any of the current Betty Crocker books)
After she told me about how she was looking through it in the afternoon, I asked her if I could copy some of the recipes out of it and told her the saga of the missing cookbook.
And she told me I can have it. Just like that.
She gave it to me!
We had a nice visit reminscing about my deceased grandmom. They were friendly and she thought a lot of her.
I am so happy!
Thank you grandmom for something I will treasure ALWAYS!!! The book was given to her by her mother when she got married so it is definitely something to be treasured.
And I am once again reminded that things usually work out in the end...
And to the person that originally took the book, I got way more than that book. Grandmom gave me tons and tons of memories and you can't take them away from me!!!!!