My oven broke a few years ago, and our circumstances prevented the purchase of a new one. I luckily have inherited my Grandma’s stove/oven, and my husband installed it last night. As I was cleaning it, I couldn’t help but remember all of the family meals she prepared for us.
At 99 years old, she cooked for us all for the last time a year and a half ago.
I think my Mom said it best when she said,”…the smells she produced!! It’s called love!” My Grandma passed away just over a year ago, and we all miss her deeply. I’ve also inherited a few of her recipes; I just hope I can do them justice on her stove!
I had mentioned to a friend on social media that I would be cooking chicken stew tonight for my son, but he left today to go on a cruise. Tonight I…