I had dinner with my brother last night and I brought him a bag of oranges off my super fantastic orange tree. We were chatting with another friend about oranges, juice and how we get fresh juice....(okay I am getting to the point.) During the course of this fascinating conversation about oranges, and juicers we touched on the fact that I have a juicer....it is a Hamilton Beach Hand Juicer, Model 379. Here is it:
No, I am sharing this for no other reason than to remind you (and myself), how a 30 year old juicer can bring back lots of good stuff. Growing up stuff, Grandma stuff, memories we may put away but won't forget. This reminds me that I saw my Grandmother wear pants....oh never. She always wore dresses, we had our Grandma manners and our at home manners, my Mom and Dad took care of her when she got old, she lived up the road from us, we visited her every day. The kids sat at a separate table on holidays. She had a gray and white cat that I found as a kitten and she kept til it was old and died. I would ride my bike to her house to complain about my mean mother and father. My brother and I took turns staying at her house, we mowed her lawn and she had the most gorgeous summer flowers. She was the best, and when her juicer quits working I won't throw it away. My kids will have a Grandma Reynolds moment, I am pretty sure it will involve food, her turkey dinner, her gravy (I suck at gravy), her real homemade Macaroni and Cheese...whatever it is they won't forget it.....ever.
What is your Grandma moment?
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