Funny how tasting a certain food or hearing a certain song can transport your mind back to an exact moment in time. Homemade ice cream reminds me of making ice cream in the backyard in Lakeview, the rock salt, the taking turns turning the handle and how it would get harder and harder to turn, then Dad would take over. It seemed to melt quicker than store bought ice cream. Goulash, scalloped potatoes, popcorn balls (Christmas and Halloween), pulled taffy (birthday parties), blond brownies (Mom's Bridge night), Jello-O with homemade whipped cream, Wheaties with cream from the top of the glass milk container that was delivered. Fortunately, my food memories are good ones. Are yours? Peter Frampton, Heart (concert with Dad), Michael Jackson, Whispers, Teddy Pendergrass (college), Hotel California (dentist, bad memory), John Denver, James Taylor, and Carol King. Talk about flashbacks. With all the memories we have, it is amazing how a simple thing can prompt our brains so quickly. I wonder what kind of memories we are making for our children and grandchildren. Will they remember food you cooked for them? Songs you listened to and sang with them? Will they be happy memories? I wonder.
Today is eat Taco Time Day.
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