tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-482720571283704649.post39731092773236442..comments2020-05-04T00:33:05.716-07:00Comments on The Joys Of Family and Hearth: Food NostalgiaThe Joys of Family and Hearth.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15522860116057602024noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-482720571283704649.post-59976426743816633782012-03-03T13:05:33.096-08:002012-03-03T13:05:33.096-08:00Love this post! And you are an amazing cook Ms. Ca...Love this post! And you are an amazing cook Ms. Carrie. The smell of gravy cooking brings back wonderful memories for me. Bacon and eggs does it too. Every Sunday we'd go to Grandma's after church and as soon as we'd open the door the smell of the food would hit us. All my cousins would come too and we just had the greatest time. Sunday was always my favorite day. Food, family & football. When I smell garlic and onions sautéing it reminds me of my mom and my other grandma. Even sounds bring me back memories too.GennieGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12170827561300132048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-482720571283704649.post-14954676330079787812012-03-03T10:22:30.307-08:002012-03-03T10:22:30.307-08:00Hello lovely. For me its grandma's pierogies t...Hello lovely. For me its grandma's pierogies that evoke happy memories for me. I was always in the kitchen assisting her. She was the cook and I was co-chef. I only wish I had that secret recipe. No one made them better than grandma did and she always added that special ingredient: love. Thanks for plugging my blog.BlushnCheekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03556027193672068028noreply@blogger.com