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It is half eaten because this blog came to me in the middle of eating.

It is half eaten because this blog came to me in the middle of eating.

A Blueberry Pancake Kind of Day

July 01, 2020 by Mandy Miller

Have you ever thought, “Now this is a ___________ kind of day”? Well, I did just that today. We didn’t have company and Jack had already eaten breakfast, but it just felt like a blueberry pancake kind of day. We had fresh blueberries that needed to be eaten. And yes, I could have had them on my oatmeal like I did yesterday. But, yesterday we were out most of the day and only ate dinner last night. I felt like to run the long run I had planned for today I just might need a few more calories in me. I must admit I did know it wasn’t these type of calories I” needed,” but these were the ones I wanted. It is summer and I have great memories of pancakes for breakfast as a kid and great memories as as an adult having blueberry pancakes at my parents house in the summer with our kids. With a year that has put a damper on travel and with my kids both being in Nashville today, I was looking for a little external sweetness to add to my summer day. I deny myself a lot these days by trying to stay away from sugar, but hey, it is organic maple syrup. That’s ok, right? As I sat down to eat, I felt a little sad as a thought crossed my mind. It isn’t a blueberry pancake sort of day like I thought. It is a homemade peach ice cream kind of day.

See, today would have been my grandfather’s 104th birthday. And, he always had homemade peach ice cream for his birthday. I know my mom made the ice cream often, but I remember him making it too. He would drive to get fresh peaches at the peach farm stand not too far from my hometown. (Or it might have been in my town. I actually don’t know for sure. I think it was in Pittsburg, Texas, if Im not mistaken). My grandmother would help peel the peaches. And, my uncle would help with the process as my grandparents got a little older or when he wanted it on other days that weren't his birthday . There has never been a July 1st that has come and gone since he past away that I have not remembered that it was his day and a ”homemade peach ice cream” kind of day. I still have been known to make homemade ice cream to this day. This year, we are doing it a little differently. I’ll use my dad’s mom's recipe and make plain ‘ole vanilla and let everyone choose their toppings, including peaches of course. Also, we will have it on Jack’s birthday or the 4th. But, we won’t ever forget that July 1st is Homemade Peach Ice Cream Day, at least for our family. Do any of you reading this have a special kind of day that calls for a special kind of food because of some type of family tradition or memory?

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July 01, 2020 /Mandy Miller
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