I went to the Ogden Temple with my friend Teri, followed by lunch at Dee's restaurant (a famous Utah food chain). I had not been to Dee's for years....on the menu, they had a Monte Cristo Sandwich. What is a Monte Cristo....basically, a meat sandwich, usually ham, with cheese, that is dipped in batter, fried, and served with jam or jelly. The yummy, heart blocking sandwich is pictured below.
When I was a kid in California, my Grandparents would visit from Utah once or twice a year. Every time they came, my Grandmother, a little bit of a drama queen, would say, "I am going to die soon, so one last time, I would like to go to Disneyland". She said this for about 20 years! We would drive the few miles to Disneyland, put Grandma in a wheelchair and head for the It's a Small World ride (the only ride she went on). On the way to the ride, someone would go get lunch reservations at the New Orleans restaurant at the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. At the appointed time, we would all meet at the restaurant and Grandma would have her Monte Cristo sandwich, "one last time"
It must have been a "food" memory day, because I followed the sandwich with a dilly bar from Dairy Queen (pictured above) while I was waiting for Hubby at the cemetery. There was a Dairy Queen at the corner of 13th South and 13th East in Salt Lake within walking distance of my Grandparent S house. When I was a little one, I would take my quarter, buy a dilly bar and sit on their front porch to eat it. Afterwards, Grandpa would wash my hands in the hose outside, then Grandma would wash my hands again at the sink in the kitchenWeird memories, huh! Thought I would just share....
In Closing:Do you have a childhood memory that deals with food or a smell or a photo? Please share........
4 comments:
How wonderful! I need to get writing down some of my memories of my grandparents before they're gone.
great to have memories like that ...and I remember staying at my grandmother's house when I was younger...it would be in the summer school holidays and I remember her putting out the milk "billy" each night for the milkman - counting out the change and putting it on the front verandah...and the milkman would fill it .... can't imagine that happening today! Coming from a farm we thought it was pretty amazing to get milk delivered and not have to milk the cows to get it!! We were on holidays after all!!
It is interesting pondering our relationships with our gandparents. My mother was born to old parents and her brothers and sister were grown up when she was born. My grandmother always seemed to be so very far away from me. She was a world war one bride and came to Australia from England with her new Australian husband. Prior to her marriage she was in service and worked as a 'tweenie' (a between stairs maid). She was so english and always wore corsets which firmly placed her in a different era!
Here's a food one about grandma H. She would toast bread by heating up the oven and putting the bread to toast on the rack. No, I don't know why she didn't use a toaster.
And breakfast was always frustrating there because her cereal bowls were wide and shallow, and I was used to narrower and deep. Seemed like I could only get 20 Cheerios in it at a time.
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