My mom went to nursing school when I was young, I believe around two years old. During this time I stayed with my grandma. My grandma is an amazing baker and she shared her love of baking with me. We baked more batches of peanut butter cookies than I could ever count. They are still my favorite cookies. However, I have to make them with sunflower seed butter now, as I’m allergic to peanuts.
I have such wonderful memories of standing on a red vintage stool, measuring ingredients in Tupperware measuring cups, and using a vintage mixer in my grandma’s kitchen. This time made a special bond between my grandma and I, she is where I get some of my love of vintage as well. Plus I’m a pretty good baker, and my grandma gets a lot of the credit for that, much to my husband’s happiness.
My grandma had been asking what things of her’s were special to me. I told her of everything her Better Homes and Gardens New Cook Book was the thing that matter to me the most. I knew I’d some day get it but she surprised me this year and gave it to me for my birthday! It was a wonderful surprise, well kind of a surprise, she told me awhile before my birthday. She isn’t the best at keeping secrets, but who can blame her, it’s hard to keep happy things to yourself.
I will have to see if my grandma remembers around what year she got the cookbook but from looking online it seems to be from the 50’s or 60’s. It’s falling apart, it’s full of recipes from magazine and newspapers as well, handwritten notes, and all kinds of other wonderful things. It’s something I will treasure forever and I will also use it, carefully!
The newer cookbook I use the most is a newer version of the Better Homes and Gardens New Cook Book. I use it all the time and several recipes are the same and the general feel of the book is the same. There is nothing quite like wearing a vintage apron, baking a vintage recipe, and remembering spending time with your grandma. Growing up playing with vintage toys, baking from vintage cookbooks, and being surrounded by wonderful antiques, is likely one of the things that makes me love the 40’s and 50’s.
What is a favorite memory and/or item from your childhood? I’d love to hear about it, share in the comments below or on my Facebook page.
Yes, the falling apart pages and notes….and handrwritten recipes on yellowed notecards…those are always the best. What a sweet memory:)
Isn’t it? I could spend hours going through it and just reading what my grandma wrote and the things she saved.
Slightly off topic but your mention of sunflower butter reminded me of thr most amazing brownies! Use any old brownie recipe ot box mix and swirl sun butter on top and bake. Omg!! They’re divine!
That sounds so good! I make cheesecake brownies sometimes but they are so rich I can’t do it too often. That sounds good as well, chocolate and peanut butter (or in my case sunflower seed butter) is such a great combo. I was so happy to find Suncups which are like peanut butter cups but natural and with sunflower seed butter. I think they may be even better than peanut butter cups!
Best gift ever!!! Those kinds of things mean so much to me. Before she passed away, my grandmother gave us things as gifts from our childhood. Neither of my grandmothers were bakers or cooks, sadly. I have to confess to snapping up books like these at estate sales. It pains me to see them tossed out after so much love was put into them all those years. I love to see the spidery writing, notes of what recipes were good and weren’t – even if I have no connection to the previous owners. Cherish that cookbook! 🙂
It really is special! I like to buy vintage cookbooks as well, they are fun and useful!
That is absolutely precious Lisa! I love the little notes in the margins – something all good cooks should do! My mother recently passed away and my sisters and I need to divide up her cookbooks and recipe cards. It will be hard – but what awesome memories.
It’s the best! I’m so sorry about your mom, I hope you can find some comfort in her recipes and cookbooks.
What a treasure! I love objects that connect us to our ancestors. And how wonderful that it is something you will continue to use.
I’m so happy to have it. I will always think of my grandmother and our special time together when I use it.
The thing that is beautiful about this is the memories we create in, on and around something as simple as a cookbook. Thanks for sharing imagery both in pictures and words!
So true! My grandmother has so many beautiful things, including amazing jewelry but her simple, falling apart cookbook means even more because of the memories it holds.
I love reading old picture books from when I was really young and looking at old photos, both for the memories. I would love to have something like your cookbook that connects you to your grandmother and that special time you shared, plus it’s useful!
I’m so grateful to have this. And it is amazing that it’s something I can also use. 🙂
Wonderful post, isn’t it nice to remember memories like this? One my of favorite memories is also with my grandmother when we would get to stay over at her house on the weekends. During the winter months she would let me brother and I bake apples in the fireplace. I thought that was the coolest thing around when I was 7, fire and baking 🙂
Liz
That sounds like so much fun. Spending the night at your grandparent’s house is always so much fun.
I love baking. After I started obssessing with bread, my father told me that I must have inherited that from my great-grandfather who used to be a baker, now that was a surprise! I have lovely childhood memories of cake and sweet bread aromas, of a warm kitchen in the cold winter days and of great time spent together with my mom. I’mtrying to give the same experience to my family nowadays hoping not just for a great everyday but for unforgettable memories as well.
What a precious gift Lisa. My mother-in-law has a cookbook that’s very similar, with writing in the margins and modifications throughout. It’s filled with so much love and thought. It certainly looks well loved and well used. Something that I’m sure you’ll treasure forever.
lovely post. I remember that cookbook from my childhood, too, so she must have had it a very long time.