Monday, May 25, 2009

memories of peanut butter toast

Sometimes it's the simple things that mean the most.

My husband tells me a story of his grandmother...he remembers so well. She would make him peanut butter toast for breakfast...

A warm piece of toasted bread, slathered first with butter, and then topped with peanut butter. To be extra indulgent, she would even put the toast back into the toaster oven to make the peanut butter all warm and melty. Now that's comfort food.

It's amazing and wonderful how food can bring people together, and create such fond memories.

This Memorial Day weekend, remember someone you love by sharing a food tradition that's been passed on to you. Some may be as simple as peanut butter toast, but those may be the ones that we remember most...

Memere, thank you for the wonderful memories. We miss you.

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful post...yes, sometimes it's the simplest of things that are the greatest!