When Mothers & More invited moms to share their blogs, Becky Williamson of Chapter 128 was excited to tell us more about her food blog, and to share a food story. Ever have those nostalgic moments, when you tell your children about a piece of your childhood only to have them wince their nose, scrunch a face and though they might not say it, they totally think you are weird. Yeah, Becky knows that moment.
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When I was a little girl, I LOVED cream cheese and jelly sandwiches. For years, my mom made me one every day for my elementary school lunch. It was all I wanted. I never told her that each day, as lunchtime approached, I would hope that when I opened my lunchbox the cream cheese side of the sandwich would be on the bottom portion and the jelly would be on top. It was something I thought of each day because if the jelly was on the bottom, the jelly would seep through the bottom piece of bread because the cream cheese was heavier than the jelly.
I remember bowls of honeydew melon and cantaloupe on the dinner table during meals. I remember Tupperware containers full of strawberries and blueberries in the fridge. I remember bananas hanging from the wired basket in the corner of my childhood kitchen. As a child, I was a snacker. I still am. But, in one way or another, my childhood meals usually consisted of the five food groups. And my snacks? Well, my snacks were a lot of fruit and vegetables.
I told my three year old, Harper, a few days ago about my cream cheese and jelly sandwiches. She looked at me like I was crazy. Cream cheese and jelly on bread? In a sandwich!? “Mommy, cream cheese goes on bagels and cucumbers and peppers. Cream cheese does not go on bread! That’s silly!”, she said. “Well, that’s what Geema made for me and I liked it! Maybe I’ll make a cream cheese and jelly sandwich for you some day.”, is what I told her.
Years and years from now, after Harper realizes that cream cheese and jelly sandwiches aren’t that crazy, she will make it for her own child. She might even make one with some sprinkles and a cutout heart or star. It may be true that you are what you eat, but it’s also true that you are the person your mom has created.
You can read Becky’s blogs and more at www.foodforharper.com