When I think of November, my thoughts always go to my Meme. Meme was my mom's mom and had the best smile. Her laugh is legendary among the people who knew her. The last time I visited my mom she had cut her hair, and didn't warn me. When she opened the door, my jaw dropped because for a brief moment, I thought I was seeing a ghost. A beautiful, smiling ghost of one of the most interesting women I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.
So why does November make me think of her? Very simple, her chicken and dumplings were the most amazing thing I have ever eaten. If you have never had incredibly fluffy dumplings, you are missing out and I feel bad for you. There is nothing in the world as satisfying as having that little cloud of deliciousness, covered in chicken and sauce, literally melting in your mouth. It is even better if it is getting cold and it warms you from the inside out.
She was a beautiful soul who looked at the world and genuinely saw the good in people and life.
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And nobody can make them the way she did! Uncle Larry’s come close but not quite there. Miss her so much. And yes, I have turned into my mother…
Good luck girls.
Love the little bits of family.
Love your little bits of family.