So when I moved back into my Mom and Dad’s house, I ended up staying in my Grandfather’s old room. He had retired back in the early 90s and spent a lot of his time cooking. On the bookshelf, is quite a collection of cookbooks. I’ll post some pictures when I get the hang of this thing.
My Grandfather and my Grandmother, Wilma moved up north to Wisconsin, where he started collecting cookbooks and spending his sunset years manifesting his love through cooking! I’ll never forget the Thanksgivings we would come together and eat so much food. And pies… There were more pies than anything! He loved to cook and bake and you could certainly tell. Now all these years later, his beloved cookbooks are getting quite the use and every time I’m looking for something to pop out at me, I never have to search for long.