the solo sandwich
i just had a sandwich for dinner, w/ a can of coke, while reading.
this act reminded me of my grandmother, when i was a little younger, and she even younger, and living alone in her own house.
i miss remembering her like that.
she never cooked.
the only things i ever knew her to cook were oatmeal, ramen noodles, canned soup, and sandwiches. of very finely sliced deli meat (turkey) and cheese (alpine lace, whose scent made my brother and me gag silently).
she would usually eat out or bring food back for dinner, and sometimes she made sandwiches.
(usually sandwiches were for lunch, but i'm pretty sure i remember them for dinner too)
w/ grapes on the side.
and a can of ice-cold coke. (she had a particular timing of placing cokes into the freezer before preparing her meal so it would be just cold)
usually watching tv of some sort.
so i'm sitting here at my dinner table w/ a book and a sandwich made of leftover chicken and a can of s/thing diet, alone, in my own apt, thinking of my granny when she could still live on her own.
i have no details wrt my grandparents' divorce, but do know that my grandmother was never happy in her marriage, and vowed never to remarry (by which she indirectly cheated her heirs out of a good sum of rich-old-man-money), and enjoyed her freedom fiercely.
she was fierce.
and ate sandwiches for dinner sometimes.
this act reminded me of my grandmother, when i was a little younger, and she even younger, and living alone in her own house.
i miss remembering her like that.
she never cooked.
the only things i ever knew her to cook were oatmeal, ramen noodles, canned soup, and sandwiches. of very finely sliced deli meat (turkey) and cheese (alpine lace, whose scent made my brother and me gag silently).
she would usually eat out or bring food back for dinner, and sometimes she made sandwiches.
(usually sandwiches were for lunch, but i'm pretty sure i remember them for dinner too)
w/ grapes on the side.
and a can of ice-cold coke. (she had a particular timing of placing cokes into the freezer before preparing her meal so it would be just cold)
usually watching tv of some sort.
so i'm sitting here at my dinner table w/ a book and a sandwich made of leftover chicken and a can of s/thing diet, alone, in my own apt, thinking of my granny when she could still live on her own.
i have no details wrt my grandparents' divorce, but do know that my grandmother was never happy in her marriage, and vowed never to remarry (by which she indirectly cheated her heirs out of a good sum of rich-old-man-money), and enjoyed her freedom fiercely.
she was fierce.
and ate sandwiches for dinner sometimes.