It’s funny how at this time of year, I think of my Grannie Ainsworth a lot. She would start cooking deserts the night before at the latest…I remember those huge tin tubs filled with dyed eggs–and believe me we needed that many eggs! Sometimes more than 30 people who show up and we ate in shifts! Sometimes Grannie invited neighbors in too and there was always enough food to feed a small army!
My favorite was porcupine meatballs! Still is! When I look at my grandson right now, I wonder what he’ll remember when he’s older. The girls will get to hunt too! I’m going to be coming back from vacation and will spend Easter Sunday at my mother’s and I’m hoping everyone shows up.
Grannie always went to church and then went right back to the kitchen! I remember those wooden pews in the Fundamental Baptist Church and those old oscillating fans–with the red blades and such. I also remember times I sat with her on the back of the truck, eating eggs until I thought I’d explode! I also remember when I was really small that Grandpa Ainsworth helped me get the ones out of the trees because I was too short to reach!
I also remember the Saturday prior. We’d sit around the TV and watch all kinds of music shows. This included Hee-Haw and a lot of Gospel music. For those not born yet, prime time TV usually had little to pick from. It was football, baseball, music, etc…I remember black and white TV‘s as well as when we got our first color TV. Here’s an example of what we saw too:
But this was my particular program to keep still for!
And I always got a kick out of his lady too! She sang about topics nobody would touch!
I remember how Mom made dresses for me back in those days too, and I loved them. She’d buy me one for Easter, but the ones she made were pretty cool! I never had the knack for sewing that she did or the knack for cooking she and my Grannie had. I thought it interesting that Grannie could make such perfect things and never use a measuring cup. I never saw her with one until I was older.
Once we got through at Grannie Ainsworth’s house–we went for round 2 at Grannie O’Neill’s too!
I still remember what a #2 can is and such too. Who else does? Better yet, who remembers those big boxes of commodity cheese or the chicken that the USDA gave out? Now that was some good stuff! My dad made a great batch of chicken and dressing with that chicken! Below is a pic of my Grannie and Grandpa Ainsworth…I miss them both.