What's past is food for thought

[crimsonplum]

An entry for LJ Idol, week 6: "Food memory."

They stretch back so far now. 35 years, she realizes. 35 years ago was the first time she remembers that tall man with the shiny head and big, big smile reaching over the counter, one little shortbread cookie with a pool of chocolate on top. Because it’s named after you, my dear. She knows she took it

Comments

[whipchick]

That paragraph of her standing over the bowl is so especially nice - you beautifully sum up where her life is now! And I love the image of taking things with one hand because the other is holding the grandmother's hand.

[crimsonplum]

Thank you! If only every moment was so perfect... :)

[myrna_bird]

Lovely!

[crimsonplum]

Thank you!

[lawchicky]

Aww- I love how you wove this together :)

[crimsonplum]

Thanks hon!

[marstokyo]

Wow! I love the time structure mixing with the food. Memories galore.

[crimsonplum]

Indeed! Glad you enjoyed it.

Deeply moving.

[ellakite]

My parents stayed happily married until Dad died, so I didn't have to experience the kind of separation you did. But some of my happiest childhood memories are of his cooking the family meals, with us kids helping to varying degrees.

I can still remember the taste of his pasta sauces... even though he never made them the same way twice.

Marvelous. Thanks for sharing.

Re: Deeply moving.

[crimsonplum]

That's a wonderful thing to have, truly. I'm sorry you're without him now.

Thank you for posting this, and glad you enjoyed the entry.