I am lucky enough to have received the recipe box of my husband’s Grandma. It is stuffed full of handwritten recipes, ones cut from magazines, and ones typed on index cards. I am making a point to go through it and see what I can find to make. When we were invited to a family cookout I decided that was the time to give the butterscotch brownies a try. Boy were they a hit! If you are looking for a cookout recipe look no more, this is it!
No one specifically remembered Grandma making these brownies but, food was a part of her love language. One of the main motivations for me learning to can is because of her. My husband claims home canned tomatoes made Grandma’s chili the best ever. Looking forward to cooler weather so we can see if I can come at least close to what he remembers. All of her children and grandchildren have many fond memories of delicious meals and desserts she prepared for her family. I am lucky she let me in on her secret ingredient for meatloaf! Maybe someday I will share it with the world.
I think they were especially enjoyable because they were Grandma’s recipe. I made them again to share here (and who am I fooling to eat some more of) and added my own twist.
The recipe with my notes:
4 tbsp butter melted and cooled – I didn’t cool the butter (terrible I know) or melt it all the way and they turned out great
1 cup light brown sugar – I assumed it is a packed cup.
1/2 vanilla – She didn’t say teaspoon or tablespoon so I went with teaspoon.
1 cup sifted flour
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 cup chopped walnuts – The first time I made these I just skipped the walnuts. The second time I swapped the walnuts for white chocolate chips. Yummy. White chocolate chips were an excellent idea.
Combine butter and sugar. Stir in egg and vanilla. Sift together flour, baking powder, and salt. Stir in sugar mixture. Add walnuts or white chocolate chips. Spread in 8 inch square pan. Bake at 350 for 20 minutes.
The batter is very thick, like a dough. I pressed it to the edges with my fingers, not a spoon because it is really sticky.
If you can’t wait and cut into them before they cool they will be very gooey and messy. Delicious but needing a fork. If you give the recipe a try I would love to hear what you thought! How does food play a role in your family traditions and memories?
Amy from Brotmanblog has very graciously agreed to let me share a beautiful story she blogged about. Her post Old Friends: Braided Forever is exactly the kind of thing I am hoping to explore with this blog. The amazing stories, friendships, laughter, and love with an everyday heirlooms. Stories shared like this is what makes Your Everyday Heirlooms a community. If you have a something to share I would love to hear it!
In the 1940’s Amy’s mother moved from Brooklyn to the Bronx. Not only did she have to leave behind her beloved dog Sparky but also her very best friend Beatty. Over time the two girls lost touch.
Amy’s mother asked her to try and find her old friend for her. Despite her best efforts Amy was unable to do so. As fate would have it Beatty was also searching and found Amy’s blog! She recognized Amy’s mother in the pictures and left a comment with her contact information. After over 70 years the two friends have reconnected. I am tearing up writing this! So often technology is talked about in a negative way. We need to disconnect more, get outside, talk to people in real life. All those things are true but blogs, social media, and in many other ways the internet can bring us together.
Here is the story of Beatty’s Seder tablecloth taken directly from Amy’s Blog with her permission.
One of the stories my mother shared with me was about Passover at Beatty’s house. Her father led the seder in a very serious way, and as many of us know, a traditional seder can get quite long and quite boring, especially for young children. To keep themselves from misbehaving and talking, my mother and Beatty would braid the fringes on the beautiful tablecloth that adorned the seder table. When my mother shared this memory with Beatty, she said that she also had shared that story with her children.
The tablecloth still exists, and even more remarkable, the braids made by my mother and her best friend Beatty are still there as well.
Here the tablecloth is in all it’s glory.
Thank you Amy for allowing me to share this beautiful story! Please visit Brotmanblog and join Amy as she discovers the history of her family.
After spending two days canning tomatoes, I was washing the jars and admiring my work. I knew that one of the Ball jars was from 1923-1933 but, wondered (ok hoped) that maybe one was even older.
If my research is correct the jar in front was made in 1915-1919. That’s at least 96 years old. Maybe even 100! Incredible!
Can you imagine all the different types of food that have filled this jar? How many people it has fed? The hard work growing, harvesting, and processing what went in it? The family traditions that took place with this jar? I do wish I knew more about the previous owners and the story behind this everyday heirloom.
My hope with this blog is to discover the history behind some ordinary objects that were used or created in the generations before. All things have a history.