Tuesday, February 10, 2009
The dining room table was huge, or it seemed so when I was little, and it had high back chairs. The good dishes came out of the china cabinet and the pantry in the breakfast room. I don’t remember the “kitchen” ware ever being on the dining room table but I remember my grandmother’s kitchen dishes. I can see a coffee cup in my minds eye right now, with a crack and a chip out of the lip. I miss her so so much. They were white with brushed green and a person on them I think? Some sort of picture in the center but I can not remember what it was exactly. But I digress. On the dining room table was the china of hers that I own today and china that I cherish because it was hers. We had cloth napkins taken from the drawer of the china cabinet and we had to sit up straight.
We combed our hair and would come to the table nice and clean and while I don’t remember if there was a standard meal, I do know that my grandmother loved a “good cut of meat” and her occasional wee ticky of Scotch. Roast beef I remember. What I do remember most was Grandma Willies “Southern Beans”. Never did a green bean taste better when she snapped fresh beans and simmered them with onion and pork rind. While I make it too today, it has never tasted how she made them so I wonder if there was a secret ingredient or if some things simply can not be duplicated. Grandma Willie’s southern style beans will always taste better simply because it was she that made them. Without her sight she did not do a lot in the kitchen but this was one recipe she could do with her eyes closed.
This blog prompt has brought along some very good memories so I asked my co-workers to answer the prompt too and here are their memories and I will tell you there was a smile in their eyes when they told their stories.
Shirley has a story of what the dog wouldn’t eat! Karen has memories of an Italian home where hospitality was a very big part of Sunday.
Sunday dinners at our house were usually the biggest meals of the week. We generally ate around 2 pm. The one I remember the most, is when my mom was making new dishes and using
us as the “guinea pigs” as you were. One week, she made a salad that called for mayonnaise. No one would eat it or even try it. She was so proud of it and was hurt because no one would try it. She was so upset she told us the following Sunday she was going to serve hot dogs and French fries! I think she thought she was punishing us, but let me tell you, those were the best tasting hot dogs and French fries I ever remember eating!
Sunday dinner in our family was an event. We usually went to my Grandmother’s house on Sunday for dinner and a visit. As soon as you walked into the house, your senses were overwhelmed by the smell of home made sauce, meatballs and freshly baked Italian bread. There was talking and laughter around the huge table in the dining room, kids running around and playing indoors and out. Though today I’m not so sure if the table was big because it was big or if it was big because I was little. My Grandmother always had a full house on Sunday’s. Not only with family, but also friends would stop in during the course of the day to visit. Her table was always full; I can remember trays of pasta, meatballs, sausage, salad, bread, and antipasto. She would also have wine to offer and coffee or espresso in the pretty little espresso cups after dinner. There were always loafs of fresh Italian bread on the kitchen table cooling, waiting to be cut. That is probably one of my favorite memories – the smell and taste of fresh bread hot and right out of the oven. I don’t think she ever made anything that anyone wouldn’t eat. My Grandmother had a way of making everyone and everything special – she was special.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Hugh Lawson Baldwin
Born abt 1808 Amhearst Co, Virginia
Born December 12, 1809 Rhea County Tennessee
Died abt 1890 Lancaster Texas (how did he get there!)
Married Betsey Stockton Wilson (the Widow Wilson and older than Hugh.)
Hugh Wilson Baldwin (curious, was Hugh named after her husband that passed on? )
Census - 1840 Rhea County, Tennessee; 1860 Bradley County, Tennessee
Hugh Lawson Baldwin is in my "DAR" line. He would be my great-great-great grandfather and while I do know some about him, I don't know much. Betsey died aft 1860 and at some point Hugh ended up in Texas but I don't know the why and when. I have not found him on but two census' but have not yet sat down to the serious "lets find him!" research.
I have a schematic drawn showing where his grave is in Lancaster, Texas. A very nice person in Texas read a post I left about identifying this cemetery and asking for a picture. He said he would get me a photo when he can but abbreviated some of his headstone to me and it seems he had a second wife! So more to follow up on when I see this headstone. In the meantime.. I must keep searching!
I am wondering if anyone can identify the cemetery in the schematic in the above link and perhaps get a picture of the grave marker for Hugh Lawson Baldwin 1808-1890. I live in Western NY State and my chances of getting to Texas any time soon are very slim. I did try contacting a Historical Society there by email but my emails kept bouncing back.
Answer to my Post!:
Hugh Lawson Baldwin is buried in Edgwood Cemetery, Lancaster, TX. His headstone is as "H.L. Lawson.....h/o S.E". This cemetery is located on Nokomis Rd. near E. Belt Line Rd. The weather this week is supposed to be cold and rainy. I will try to get down there and get a picture.