My grandfather.
*Sigh* What a man.
My grandpa was the biggest inspiration while I was growing up. He taught me all about dragons and fantasy worlds that I still love to this day. He taught me that being an odd-ball is okay, which is good because I can be quite quirky. And he, with my grannie by his side taught me what love looked like.
One sign of that love, the look of utter contentment on my grandpa’s face after eating my grannie’s home cooked food…especially desserts! Grannie even taught me how to cook chocolate macaroons which my grandpa loved. I was always happy when I made those cookies. I could picture his face while eating that cookie and that made me want to make them as often as possible, which was most times I visited their house!
Unfortunately, grandpa died. Back in September of 2005. Wow, that was 10 years ago. Gosh do I ever miss him.
Lately, I have been thinking of making those chocolate macaroons. Something to keep the memories of him alive in my mind, to make sure I never forget how important he was to me growing up. But there is a problem…
I lost the recipe. I guess I never realized how much that recipe was going to mean for me so I lost track of it during all the moves I have had. That or I may not have asked for it from my grannie. But, it may very well be lost.
I lost a recipe, and I want it back! I will be calling my grannie as soon as this post goes live (truly she will probably know about the call since she reads my blog religiously-thanks gran!). Maybe she will know where it is or give me something to go on for rebuilding the recipe. If and when I find the recipe or a suitable substitute, I will be sure to share it with everyone.
Anyways, I wanted to share this story. I’ve been thinking of grandpa lately and these darn cookies popped into my head and I couldn’t shake it. So I thought I’d share the story. So now that I have cried my eyes out, I will call this post done.
What a lovely blog devoted to Grandpa Dad. He was a wonderful mentor to all of us kids. I to remember making endless macaroons for you kids and Grandpa. Grannie and grandpa had an amazing love in good times and in bad. I’m grateful they adopted me so I and you could be part of that.
Call Gran’s for the recipe. If not I might have it in my recipe box and guess where it came from…Gran
Love, Mom
Thank you, both he and Gran has been a great force in my life (or our lives). Do remember to check that recipe box! I would love to have the recipe again though will start experimenting with the recipe soon enough anyways.
Oh, I hope you were able to get the recipe! I have one of my grandmother’s special cake recipes (written in her own hand) that I have in a page protector. My aunt mailed it to me one day; I cried when I opened it and recognized not only the recipe but the handwriting. It is funny the things that trigger the strongest memories!
Unfortunately, my grandmother no longer has it either…but if you see the comment above some one else (my mom) may have it in her recipe collection. So all hope is not yet lost!
Handwritten recipes are the best. It is so great that someone was able to send you such a personal and significant item.