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| My Mother's Cookbook circa 1950 |
Mommy was a good cook. Her little accounting book where she wrote or pasted her favorite recipes certainly wasn't fancy but it contained many of the good things I remember from our supper table. Our meals in those days were breakfast, dinner at noon, and supper at night. The largest meal of the day was usually at noon. Farming is hard physical labor. By midday, everyone had already been working for 5 or 6 hours and appetites were hearty. If we had a smaller meal, it was at night, but often we had two good sized meals. The breakfast, lunch, dinner regime was clearly for city living, the way Aunt Opal and Uncle Frank lived.
