Welcome Spring

Not too long ago I joined the Scintilla Project, but have been a poor participant.   I was supposed to begin on the 13th, but here I am just beginning on the 19th.  I think it is a great project and a great way to get to know each other.  So, I am beginning a little late, but here is the question for the 20th.  

Many of our fondest memories are associated with food. Describe a memorable experience that took place while preparing or eating food. 

This one is very simple for me. My favorite memorable experience with food has to do with my grandparents, specifically my grandmother.  When I was growing up I was a lonely child. My parents led lives that rarely included me, and on weekends I was always shipped of to my grandparents home, the one true joy of my childhood. It was there that I  felt loved and wanted. My grandparents always went all out to do things for me that my parents never had time to do. I remember every Saturday morning driving into town with my granddad.  He always gave me one dollar which I spent on cutouts.  My grandmother always made sure my favorite foods were in stock.

One of the highlights of my visit was spending Saturday evening with my grandmother in front of the old black and white television. A certain time was always set for snacks, and unlike other children my age who went for candies and cookies, my favorite treat was Campbell's Bean and Bacon soup and a glass of coca cola. Oh my, what joy for a little girl who who was longing for love.

Just before I was diagnosed with high blood pressure, I found that soup in the store and purchased a few cans.  On a Saturday evening when hubby was at his sisters, I sat before the television, soup in hand and a glass of cola beside me, and you know what?  The soup still tasted the same, unlike other favorite foods of childhood that seem to change as we grow older...and for a little while, that Saturday evening, I closed my eyes and relived those special days of long, long ago.

    The tiny crocus is so bold

           It peeps its head above the mould,

         Before the flowers awaken,

    To say that spring is coming, dear,

    With sunshine and that winter drear

     Will soon be overtaken.

Lizzie Lawson 

Well, it feels like we waited forever, but it has finally arrived. The blessing of spring is upon us. May the promise of this season of new beginnings fill your heart with peace and joy!