Friday, October 20, 2006

Grandma's Apple Bars!

I made Grandma's Apple Bar recipe the other day. YUM! Years ago my cousin Demara compiled a book of favorite family recipes as a present one Christmas. I am forever thankful for that little recipe card book. Grandma's Apple Bars are the best thing you can put on your taste buds (next to her coconut creme pie). I don't make them often because I'm just not good at doing pie crusts and what took Grandma MINUTES to do takes me at least an hour. I never minded doing the apples back then as long as she cranked out the crust. AND NOW I have this thing from Pampered Chef that peels, cores and slices the apples with a quick crank of the handle so the apple part is easy.

Luckily the apple bars are easy to mash up so I think Grandma enjoys them but she doesn't get real excited about food anymore. I haven't heard any comments from her about what she eats... sometimes you would get a "That's good" out of her if she liked something. If she doesn't like something or she's tired of eating she just spits out the food and you have to be quick with the napkin.

Shes been very quiet this last month. Quiet in the sense that she's not even trying to listen to anything and just looks around or wants to go off in her wheel chair and move about. Every time I say that though all of a sudden there will be a day when you can tell she's having a stream of thoughts, and even though it doesn't relate to what you are talking to her about, she still wants to contribute something. Usually all I do is babble about whatever is going on in my life (and it's a struggle for me to do that because I'm not a gabby person) with the ulterior motive of getting her to respond. Sometimes she senses that though, and like me, she's stubborn and won't want to "play along" :)

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Holly,

It's sweet that you're making family recipes for your Grandma.

Funny you talk about babbling. On a break from college (years ago), my brother and I visited my grandmother in the nursing home. She didn't really know who we were. I remember my brother's amazement at how I could babble on for an hour to entertain her. Even if your grandma doesn't respond, you're keeping her company.

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