This morning, as I was considering making my favorite Cranberry Salad, I was trying to remember what flavor Jell-O I needed. As I was thinking, I realized that my book of favorite recipes is still in storage. I started to panic, but then this crazy thought ran through my head. I knew where the original recipe was!
Thinking I had to be wrong I grabbed the Southern Living Recipe Collection from 1995 and started looking. I didn't think I would find it, but decided to give it a try.
There on page 301 I struck recipe gold! My recipe was right there and a few pages earlier was a glossy picture. How on earth could I remember that? My thought process went something like this: Cranberry Salad, first time I made it, the Thanksgiving before Savannah was born, found it in Southern Living, would be in 1995 recipe collection under November.
So what am I to learn? Must I mentally tie the location of my keys to a life-altering experience like the birth of my daughter? Or should I just quit using them for like 12+ years and then expect to know exactly where I might find them? All I know for sure is that my brain confuses me!
3 comments:
I am impressed! I can't remember the last time that I followed a recipe! LOL! Just kidding....I read the instructions on the back of the box all the time. :)
Ok......strain your brain and give us a new blog post! I miss your stories!
I have been so swamped!! Today I see a light at the end of the tunnel.
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