MEMORIES of MOMMA*:
Momma was the best grillmaster, ever. No exaggeration, she seriously knew how to grill a good steak. I'm not sure how she initially learned her grilling skills, but she definitely perfected her talent with lots of practice over the years. Every single Saturday evening, no matter how busy we were or how much or little money we had, as a family we always had steak and baked potatoes together for supper on Saturdays.
Leading up to dinner time, Mom would always ask me to set the table, and I'd sigh loudly because it was cutting into my TV time or whatever I was doing while she was hard at work cooking. Gosh, I was a little brat sometimes! But I really did look forward to those steak dinners, the deliciousness, the consistency, the family time. It always meant that we could relax for the evening.
When I was growing up and too young to need an entire baked potato all for myself, my Mom would split hers with me. She'd cut it straight down the middle, plop it on my plate, and butter it up. And when I was too little to use a knife and cut the steak by myself, either she or Daddy would cut my steak for me.
It was always medium rare and always made with love.
*It's Day 50 of my 71 day photo series in honor of my dear sweet Momma who passed away on 03.21.2016 after a harrowing 71 day health battle. Those 71 days do not define her. Oh no. What defines her — and me — are the incredible 66 years that she lived her life. I hope you enjoy these snapshots of the beautiful moments and memories of her life.