Thank you, old cook books.
Dear old cook books,
Thank you for being a great glimpse in the past. I love flipping over the dusty, stained cover of you and sifting through all the delicious recipes that my great-grandmother used to make. The pages smell like corn bread, rubarb pie and the best home made split pea soup I’ve ever tasted. I can imagine all my relatives sitting around the table enjoying the dishes, laughing and creating lovely memories. I adore all the scribbles and notes along the side of the recipes – tweaked and changed to become our own. I’ll cherish your faded, ripped and loved pages forever. Thanks again.