Why is it, when you are ill, so many memories rush back as you lie very still?
I remember one hot Texas day, when Mother showed up at my door. Politely ringing the bell and holding a small jar with a gingham lid. We had lived in this little Texas cottage less than a year. Lauren was about 4 and Jami was just 1. The year 1985. Mother informed me that my pantry did not have tapioca and every pantry should have tapioca. I had never made tapioca pudding before. I sighed.
Mother said that she had bought a box of tapioca and was sharing it with me, putting my half in an old Smuckers jelly jar. Learn how to make it she said. It is the calm after a storm. ( Meaning that after illness, it is comfort food) I learned how to make it. In fact I now love to make it.This week, I looked in the pantry for my beloved red gingham, lidded jar and there it was. I almost heard Mothers voice...Learn how to make it she said.
I made my pudding, and Mothers red gingham jar was as comforting as the pudding....Thanks Mom.
Love you.
Me
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2 comments:
Great for memories, Robin. Home made tapioca is the BEST! You made me think.......when I was a child, in bed, ill, my mom would let us have Creme Soda or 7-Up. Woo!! I also remember having a piece of toast with lots of butter, in a dish with scalding hot mild poured over. That was such great comfort. Thanks for reminding me, Robin.
Oh my goodness! I was thinking "who is that?, I've seen this picture before..." I thought this was a picture of a rock star!! What a cool photograph.
Also, I remember when I was sick as a child, 7-up or gingerale, jello, toast, and rice with milk and sugar. Oh, and the smell of Fletchers Castoria! eeewwwwwwww.
Love ya Robin!
hugz,
Lara
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