Christmas 2010 is over, but there are memories of sights and sounds of the holiday, mostly sights still freshly recalled. And there was one sight that was most memorable although it was a somewhat private sight, a most unlikely one to remember except to a few including me.
Now for this week’s recipe. It only has three ingredients, so maybe I’ll get it right. This is another one from my sister. She says it is not pretty, but it is good.
Traffic gets heavy; the lines at the department stores seem unending; the ringing of cash register drawers can be heard throughout the stores; the smell of homemade bread rises to one’s nostrils; tables are being covered with flour as cakes, cookies, and other recipes are being used- all of these activities constitute the Christmas season.
I hardly ever identify the main character in my columns although it takes little imagination to figure out in this one just who is the suspect. This column is no exception, likewise nameless is the subject.
This week’s recipe comes from my late aunt Ora McCormac. “Ru” as we called her always made these for Christmas. Lots of good memories…
She really could not easily afford to drop the ten dollar bill into the Salvation Army’s Red Kettle, but then she remembered.
Today included in my copy of the HERALD, I received my first toy ‘catalog’ of the season, a promotion of a national chain whose store is located locally. It is not for older readers, however, since so many of the items included are known only to the current generation; most of the so called electronic items are bewildering to the eyes of the ancients or near-so.
See what news articles and photos are featured this week in The Dillon County Shopper.
How many times have you been in a traffic situation, say driving south on US 301 entering Latta’s well marked school zone when this speeding vehicle passes you in a blur, absolutely oblivious of the overhead blinking lights and the impossible-to-miss signs warning of the school’s speed limit zone?
You have undoubtedly heard the saying that God‘s angels could not be everywhere to respond to a believer’s need so who was sent? Mothers. A mother’s love is generally #1 on any list, but we all know who comes in a close second: Granny. This is a story that proves when all else fails, call Granny.