We all have our favorite memory of our grandparents and the special things they did during family gatherings. One of mine is how my grandmother “Momma” (only 50 when I was born she thought she was too young to be called Grandma) made chocolate pies. There are many tales in my family about her chocolate pies. Like one summer during our annual family gathering when she made some 40 plus pies. She always made them in twos because she said she just couldn’t make the ingredients come out right if she didn’t. Note: she never used a measuring spoon or cup as you and I know them. She cooked the filling without the use of a timer, just knowing it was ready by the look of its color and consistency.
July 29, 2003