Back to the Biscuits

In my post ‘Liebster Award‘, my fellow blogger Weird Guy With The Dog asked the following question –

If you could travel back in time, but never return, would you and when?

This was my answer –

Another interesting question, as tempting as it would be to time travel; again I would not go back in time.  I have lived my life until now and know what the history of it is.  I know by reading and learning the history of the world – everything I need to know can be found in my mind or books, or the internet.  I look forward to living my life and traveling along into the future – to discover what is to unfold.

Later after that post was published I thought about time travel and it got me thinking.  If I could take one trip to time travel and then come back to the present, where and when would I go?  The time and the place came to my mind and then there was the person that I would take the time travel trip to see, to visit and be with once again.  When is this time, where is this place and who is this person, you ask?

This person is my grandmother, the mother of my mother.

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I recently found and starting following the wonderful blog Sadie’s Nest and she had a recipe post titled ‘Biscuits & Gravy’ that I enjoyed reading very much.  I wrote the following comment on her post –

Oh my goodness – biscuits and gravy! I love this for breakfast and on occasion when I do eat them, it reminds me of my grandmother who passed away several years ago. She made the best biscuits and gravy! Sadie, thank you for this recipe and the memory!

So back in time I go, most likely the last 60s or early 70s – I am sitting in my grandmother’s home, in the dining room next to the kitchen eating biscuits & gravy.  Back then I was very young, but now I am back and I am her age back then.  I am eating my biscuits & gravy and my grandmother is telling me stories of her life, her family, her dreams & her hopes.  This woman a mother of 8 and countless grandchildren and eventually countless great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren was a good Christian who never swore, never drank alcohol, never smoked, never judged, but instead loved everyone, gave unconditionally and taught values through her actions and her words.

I have wonderful memories of my grandmother as a child when she was younger.  I have wonderful memories of my grandmother as an adult when she was older.

She died several years back at the age of 99 and thinking about her now brings some tears to my eyes.

I would love to see her again; me as an adult when she was younger – to hear her voice, to listen to her stories and to eat her biscuits & gravy.

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59 thoughts on “Back to the Biscuits

  1. It’s so good that we have good memories of our dear grannies , and that just thinking about them gives us that good loving comforting feeling of being absolutely loved 🙂
    Thank you for this post Spear.
    Turtle Hugs

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    • Yes absolutely, not only are the memories comforting, but who she was as a person, I want to be, a person I try to be. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment – always appreciated! Hope your day is well! 🙂

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  2. The relationship that exists between the very young and the very old is extremely precious. I have not tasted biscuits and gravy but when I do (because it is essential that I hoover up all the culture that I can whilst I’m here otherwise I’m just another tourist and I have been given the opportunity to LIVE here for a while so one essential is tasting the food) I will think of you in the kitchen with your grandmother listening to the stories she told you. As for me, I still miss my granny every day …. as I say the relationship that skips a generation is to be cherished.

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  3. The pic of the Biscuit with Sausage Gravy caught my attention, but the memories you shared of your grandmother held it. Love this post! Now if only you could get a hold of her biscuits with gravy recipe… In the meantime, I’ll go check out Sadie’s version. 😊

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  4. I have wonderful memories of my grandparents who, as it turned out, helped raise me as much as my parents did and then some! Great people and they had a positive influence on everyone they came in contact with. My grandmother was the type of woman who worked so hard to make sure everyone had what they needed come dinner time my grandfather had to “yell” at her to sit down and eat her own dinner!

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    • LOL, I laugh only because I can relate to trying to get my grandmother to sit and eat also. She was always serving others because that was who she was. Well into her eighties, she was still delivering meals on wheels for those that needed a good meal. That was her. Thanks Bruce, hope you are having a good day. 🙂

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    • She was the only one I really knew. Both grandfathers died when I was very young and I have no memories of either and my dad’s mom also died when I was younger so I have very few memories of her. Thanks for reading! 🙂

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  5. What a meaningful, love filled tribute to your Grandmother. How fortunate you were to have had her in your life. I hope someday my grandchildren will reflect back upon me the same way.
    thanks for taking the time to post today.

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    • And thank you for taking the time to read and comment – always appreciated. My hope is all grandchildren reflect on how important the older generation is – that includes us. Thanks! 🙂

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  6. Spear, what a beautiful story. You brought a tear to my eye. Sadly, I never had the privilege to meet and have precious times with either of my grandmothers, but just knowing how special my mom was, and listening to her stories and hers of her mom, I can only imagine how special grandmothers can be. Take care

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