When Food Brings On Memories
So I was making myself some lunch (Lentil Vegetable soup and half a Fakin BLT,) and while I was cutting up my tomato I had a chunk left. Well, I did as I sometimes do with the last little bit.....dashed on a little salt and popped that sucker in my mouth. Well to my wonderful surprise a very fond memory surfaced. It was then that I decided to start a fun journal entry.
Go ahead and steal this idea if you like. Just something fun I decided to go with..........
Write down a food and a favorite memory that goes with it and post it in your LJ.
Tomatoes with salt and pepper...............NOTHING ELSE!
Summers in Fairfax Virginia at my grandparent's house. My grandfather grew what seemed like 50 tomato plants every year when I was younger, and we had tomatoes for DAYS! Every night at dinner my grandma would slice them up and serve them on a plate. I loved them them, love them now, and will continue to love them!!!
Go ahead and steal this idea if you like. Just something fun I decided to go with..........
Write down a food and a favorite memory that goes with it and post it in your LJ.
Tomatoes with salt and pepper...............NOTHING ELSE!
Summers in Fairfax Virginia at my grandparent's house. My grandfather grew what seemed like 50 tomato plants every year when I was younger, and we had tomatoes for DAYS! Every night at dinner my grandma would slice them up and serve them on a plate. I loved them them, love them now, and will continue to love them!!!