Silly stuff that stands out in our memories
As I was thinking about my childhood years and what stood the test of time in this old flashback maker brain of mine. I distinctly remember living in South Tampa (close to MacDill Air Force Base) and we had cousins staying with us. Mom had five kids mouths to feed in addition to three cousins who were staying the summer.
Saturday morning breakfast
One Saturday morning I remember waking up and shuffling into the kitchen. Mom was there as well as a sibling or two and a cousin thrown in the mix.
They were preparing breakfast for the house of ten. I asked what I could do to help, mom’s reply was to get plates and napkins on the table (we ate buffet style as our table would not accommodate the number of people.)
So as I stood by the table I’m watching my female cousin make and butter toast. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing.
The toast was burnt with a huge glop of butter smeared on it (much like this pic.) I stood there thinking, if I did something like that I would be scolded and told to remake the toast. I probably would have received some sort of mild punishment as feeding a family of 7 on a limited income was somewhat challenging and wasting food was unacceptable. But nothing like that took place. Mom instructed cousin Teresa to scrape off the burnt as best she could and not to use so much butter.
In the end, I don’t really remember what the food tasted like, nor can I recall any snippets of time spent with the cousins that year. It’s just that dang burnt toast and heaping blob of butter that stands out in one of my memory flashbacks.