First thing in the morning –

My one cup of coffee to start my day!

I did not always drink coffee!

In those early years –

I drank a cup of tea with my grandma.

But she introduced me to what she called “COFFEE SOUP”!

She raised her family of 11 children –

After going through the DEEP DEPRESSION herself.

Being on the farm –

They harvest their own grain and wheat.

Raised their own livestock.

Chicken and eggs – goats – pigs – cattle-

Everything they needed to survive.

Out of all that came things to eat that you normally would not think of!

“COFFEE SOUP” was but one!

She would take a thick slice of homemade white bread.

While sizzling side pork bacon was in the skillet.

The smells were out of this world.

Coffee percolating – and a plate on the table with that thick slice of white bread.

She then would pour some coffee over the bread and some farm milk.

Cover that with lots of sugar and put the sliced pork on the plate.

I was in heaven –

But sadly –

Have never had it again since those early years!

“CRACKERS AND MILK AND SUGAR”!

Another of my grandmas’ treats that she would fix for me for lunch.

She would take everyday crackers and break them up in a bowl.

Then she would cover them with whole milk.

A sprinkle of sugar and I was all set.

Still to this day, I think of this –

But – since that time, I have never repeated it!

For dinner and leftovers all week –

She would make up this huge pot of “BEAN SOUP WITH HAM AND BACON”!

Again – thick slices of homemade white bread and butter.

Bean soup – this is one of the dinners we have in our home every so often.
Missing is the homemade white bread –

Well – sometimes Sherry makes it!

We usually have the leftover ham and bone for the bean soup!

Once a month, Sherry makes it for me.

She loves it also.

And yes- leftovers.

I LOVE LEFT OVERS as we had them all the time growing up-

And we both continue this practice to this day!

I have noticed the younger generation does not do this as much

Some leftovers taste better to me the second and third day after!!!!

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My father would sit at the head of the table with the pancake griddle.

He would be making Pancakes or Salmon Patties.

My grandmother and mother were Irish Catholics.

He was of Northern Irish ancestry.

This would be on Friday nights –

And at that time –

IT WAS NO MEAT ON FRIDAYS AS CATHOLICS!

He would never eat the Pancakes or Salmon Patties.

Instead, he would have his TRADITIONAL OYSTER SOUP!

I am so happy I liked Pancakes and Salmon patties.

Just the look of the soup was enough to turn me away!

After my grandma passed away –

On Friday nights, we would travel to Olean, N.Y. –

Just across the NYS line.

DESTINATION – OLEAN MOOSE FISHFRY’S!

BEER BATTERED FISHFRIES!

Friday night FISHFRY’S at the Moose became a tradition in my later youth years growing up in Eldren, Pa.

And an extra treat for my brother Mike and me –

My parents would stay at the Moose with their friends-

And partied while we went to the movies –

Just by the Moose.

I remember seeing OLD YELLER! ( I think that was the name)

There were other movies, and we always got popcorn and a drink!

MY THOUGHTS ON THE EARLY YEARS!

Sherry and Papa –

Our wedding day – June 25th, 1982!

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