I miss my Granny-smile when I think of her love for Dairy Queen frozen custard

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melissa-dallas

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When my sister and cousin and I spent the night at her house from the time we were about twelve or so she'd let us drive the car down the street (1/2 mile or so) to the Dairy Queen to get cones. My parents would have had a stroke if they had known she did that. Also remember dancing barefoot down the hot street from her house to the snow cone stand and back. Ah..... bliss was a blue coconut snow cone. I can't make myself admit that shaved ice is better-it is just not a snow cone.

 
Wonderful memories

I can relate so much. Escapes to my grandma's house were like going to Oz. She always knew how to have fun driving her signature deep turquoise blue convertible and taking us on trips to Coney Island with large picnics stowed in the trunk to make sure no one starved on the way there or back.

 
I adored both of my grandmothers and they were SO different.

The one in this post was very country (and superstitious) and hardly left her house to go anywhere but the grocery store, to get her hair done and to church. She made the best cast iron skillet fried chicken in the world. Lived in a tiny frame house with only a gas stove in the living room to keep the whole house warm.

The other one was very sophisticated, educated, lived in a big house in a very nice neighborhood, was a gourmet cook, painted, could sew anything including slipcovers and could even tailor menswear. She and granddad threw a huge weekend long party every year and for many years did almost all the cooking for up to a hundred people herself. I can still remember a roaster oven full of beef bourguinon.

 
great memories. We would spend the night with Oma and have lunch at the Woolworth counter.

good times and just memories now. My favorite childhood icecream memory is riding my bike "uptown" for a Blue Moon ice cream cone(after raiding my piggy bank of all those silver coins---gahhhh)We got the cones at the newsstand---first place to have any "fancy" flavors and this was before 31 flavors. small farm town Illinois.

 
Serendipity - it was my gran's birthday a few days ago, so I have been thinking about her.

She lived with us, and taught me to bake and crochet, for which I will be forever thankful. We used to take the bus to go shopping, and she would almost always buy a small slab of Nestle coffee chocolate which we shared on the way home. It's so hard to find anything that tastes the same. The coffee and cream chocolate from Aldi's is quite close, but it comes in huge slabs, and I just can't resist it, so I try very hard not to buy it. I couldn't understand how she could eat plain yoghurt - I can still see her using a knife to persuade it out of the pint milk bottle in which it arrived, it must have been good, thick, Greek-type yoghurt - but I eat it myself now.

 
Grandma's and chocolate. It's why we love chocolate.

My grandma always kept a supply of M&Ms in the freezer, the only way they should be consumed--frozen. As well as the Brach chocolate stars and, the most exquisite treat, the chocolate non pareils. And then there was her dark chocolate cake with dark chocolate cream cheese icing. Swoon.

 
My Oma would make chocolate chip cookies and add Nestle Quik to the dough, cuz maybe there wouldn't

be enough chocolate!

 
If you can find the bigger ones, they make the prettiest topping to brownie bites made in minimuffin

tins. just gently press one on top of the hot brownie bite just out of the oven. it will melt slightly to adhere to the top and looks so pretty. tastes mighty fine too.

 
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