{AMISH COMMUNITY NEWS} Vol. 4 No. 5
May 9, 2012
Happy Mother’s Day to all of our Moms A Delicious Memory of Grandma By Sarah Miller
Each spring, when we girls would clean Grandma’s house, she would serve us cinnamon rolls or cookies and her special bean salad. So, in her honor, I am sharing the recipe.
Three Bean Salad
Mix and let stand: 1 cup vinegar 1 cup sugar 2 tablespoons vegetable oil Salt and pepper as desired Mix all the following: 1 sweet onion, sliced 1 1/4 cup celery, chopped 1 can green beans, drained 1 can yellow beans, drained 1 can red kidney beans, rinsed and drained Pour dressing over bean mixture. Let stand several hours or overnight. Mix several times.
Mother’s Recipe By Jane Attina
Hearing the story of a co-worker’s husband making the rum cake for his mother made me think of my own mother and the special recipes she made for our family. One of my favorites was a date nut cake. Neither the cake nor frosting came out of a box but, rather, was carefully created from scratch by mom’s own hands. When I visited mother the other day I teasingly said, “Mother, can you make me a date nut cake?” She told me the recipe was tucked away somewhere and she would have no idea where to look. She knew what some of the ingredients were but couldn’t remember enough to make the cake. This got me to looking in my very own recipe box and lo and behold I found a copy of mom’s recipe in her own handwriting. She does not know it yet but I am going to bake her a date nut cake for mothers day. Won’t she be surprised? What is your family favorite recipe? Mothers hold a special place in our hearts for many reasons. Besides filling our tummies with good food, they comfort us when we are sick, tell and read stories and encourage us to do our best in all matters. Mother is always there for us no matter what our age may be.
Memories of My Grandmother
By Barbara Ann Detweiler I have such wonderful memories of going to my grandparents and eating Grandma’s good food and helping her with cleaning … and even of my Uncle’s teasing! When I was 17, I went to Washington, D.C. with my Grandparents. Grandma died a year later, so I was so glad I had that time with them.
Mothering Memories By Katherine Byler
Why do we tend to remember only the good times when the children were young? Sure wouldn’t want to dwell on the bad. Maybe the hilarious, yes. Did I already write about the time son John and his friends came home in the dark of night and wanted to water his horse? He turned on the water spigot smack underneath his sister Barbara Ann’s upstairs window. Loud as they were, she threw up the sash and yelled, “Shut up” or “Be quiet” or something to that effect. With nary a thought of consequence, Johnny promptly aimed the hose straight up and washed his sister’s face thoroughly. Well, those stairs never felt such a pounding in two seconds as then, and the door opened in a flash, but the boys were gone. It was not funny then, but kind of is now. Seems those days went by too fast, even though at the time, we wanted the children to grow up in a hurry. Now we have grandchildren and even great-grandchildren to remind us they did grow up and many changes have taken place.
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