Luna is fed and I´m drinking a special coffee. My grandma.
April 7, 2021 4:28pm CST
I had the scraps of a can of condensed milk. So I put a bit of a coffeespoon of coffee and added water. The coffee was delicious. It tasted like the coffee that my paternal grandma gave me when my father took me to visit her. She did not use real milk but she had condensed milk. And there was nothing but coffee there so she made weak coffee for me. She put in in 3 taspoons of milk but when she was not looking I added more and let it sit at the bottom. I must have used half a can each visit. My paternal grandma has been dead for decades. But when I remember her, I think of her, so tiny, always with a homeknit shawl. She wore long skirts. I never saw her legs. Decades after she died, my aunt told me about her and I learned that she had been a strong woman. I then understood why my father loved her so much.
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@marguicha I am glad you were able to understand why your father loved his mother so much. I bet she knew what you did and did not care. My grandfather lived close to my school so I could visit with him after school and loved it so much. I loved him so and miss him so much. He was so so special. He used to make apple pies that were so good and pickles that were so delicious too.