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Topic: Christmas Cooking/Baking (not recipes) (10/16/08)
TITLE: Are We There Yet?
By Beth B
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“What is your citizenship?” the customs officer asked, as he looked at my father.
Dad said, "We are all American’s, except Mom," who showed her passport. She was born in Canada.
“Where are you going and how long will you stay?” asked the officer.
Dad said, We were going to visit family and would be here for the day."
When I was little, we didn’t have to worry about homeland security or terrorists, so going through customs was “a piece of cake.”
Driving the windy road, along the river, it didn’t take long, but long enough, to arrive at Gran’s house. The VERY house my grandparent’s had lived at since arriving from Scotland. Hugs and kisses were greeted by all. There by the front door was the sign: Jesus Never Fails. (That very sign now graces my home.)
Sniff…sniff…sniff…the familiar smells…sweet, raisins…spices…were in the air! Yep, Gran was making her traditional Christmas or “plum pudding,” as some refer to it. You couldn’t even peek at the pudding, because it was wrapped in cheese cloth, simmering in water on the stove. The smell permeated every nook and cranny. Whenever you came to Gran’s house, you always found her in the kitchen, with an apron on and singing a hymn. Each visit, found Gran and I in the kitchen cleaning up the dinner dishes. I washed and she’d dry. It’s funny; I don’t ever remember eating a piece of her special Christmas pudding. My grandmother had a sweet tooth…I wonder if it was consumed before we came back for Christmas.
A Children’s Story
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