My Grammy passed away last week. She was an amazing woman, grandmother, and great grandmother—thoughtful, generous, and faithful. She was always a big presence in my life, in spite of the physical distance between us. She lived her faith, encouraged my creativity, taught me to love growing things, and showed me the importance of making and sharing good food. She also left me with an unshakable affinity for mid-century, grandma-chic decor and huge quantities of houseplants. Case in point, Grammy’s living room:
Some of my fondest childhood memories are of visiting Grammy. Every morning I’d wake up to the smell of bacon, eggs, and biscuits and find Grammy shuffling around the kitchen in her goofy pink “house shoes” effortlessly whipping up a breakfast feast (complete with homemade jams). We spent the days exploring the West Virginia mountains around her home, and between adventures there were good things to eat. Grammy’s kitchen counter was always piled high with homemade sugar cookies and two or three other sweet treats—not to mention her delicious home-cooked meals. Grammy loved to feed her people, and she loved to share her recipes.
Twelve years ago Grammy gave me the best wedding gift. She painstakingly handwrote a cookbook for me filled with her favorite recipes. In honor of her memory I’ve digitized them so they can be shared. Now we can all enjoy her yummy recipes, and she can help fill hungry bellies for years to come. I hope you find a few new favorites. Here’s the cookbook.
