
Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there. I am especially remembering my dear grandmother, whom I called Mom, this morning. What a saint, a tower of strength, the essence of patience, she radiated love! My cheerleader. And oh what a cook! There was one thing in particular I loved and that was tunafish (no recipe here, just and this and that kind of thing). Long after I was gone from home...finished with schooling and married, whenever she would come visit, I always asked if she would make tunafish for me...somehow I could never get the taste just right. Well, it wasn't until she went home to be with the Lord, did I prefect the art of her tuna. And now it's my speciality. All my guys love it and I even double the amount. I can just slather it on sourdough, hold the big fat sandwich in my hands, bite down and be right back in HER kitchen in the '60's. Think I'm gonna make a fresh batch this afternoon...I miss you, Mom!






