Mmmmm Bread :o)

I was going through an old church cook book just browsing. I wasn't looking for anything in particular but it was fun seeing the names of those who submitted the recipes and remembering things about them. Along the way I found a few of my mom's recipes of dishes that I remember eating and now have wanted to know how to make them but had no idea how. It was really exciting since I just last month was telling Steven about this red cabbage that she made that all I could remember was that it was sorta sweet and had bacon in it. Ta DA! It's in there!! So I bought a head of red cabbage and will be trying to make her sweet and sour cabbage sometime this week. What I did try yesterday was my Great Grandma Norma's bread. I've never made bread before much less anybody shown me how to knead bread. I just was going by what I've probably seen on TV. It took most of the afternoon between all the kneading, letting it sit and rise, and kneading some more. In the end I have 3 small loaves of bread and it tastes great!! It was like I was getting to have Grandma Norma there showing me how to make her bread. I was probably about 5 or 6 the last time I remember having her bread. I just remember she was so upset that there were 'holes' in her bread. So far no holes in my first loaf but I did dream last night I had holes in a loaf and it made me smile.

The wedding shower I had in Friendswood at my Aunt Elaine's house was a kitchen/recipe themed shower. Everyone was sent a recipe card with their invite and were encouraged to give me recipes and/or the non-perishable items for the recipe. So in the last couple of weeks Steven and I have tried a few and all have been wonderful! Last night I made the broccoli casserole that his Aunt Brenda gave us. When we sat down to eat Steven said it smelled like his Mamaw's broccoli casserole. I said since it came from his Aunt Brenda it probably was his Mamaw's recipe. It's the little things like the broccoli casserole and Grandma Norma's bread that make me smile. In an age where society is moving forward so fast it's nice to be able to experience things that have stood the test of time. I'm sure my great grandma was taught by her mother, and her by her mother, and so on how to make bread. And some day I'll teach my own kids.