Food from the past

It is amazing how food can tie us to events of the past. Mom was recalling the Swiss steak recipe my Granddad made with tomato paste and mushrooms and a little flour for gravy. This all seemed to tie my mom, dad and I traveling to my Granddad's place in Buffalo, Indiana which stood along the Tippy Canoe River. The meal came with mashed red potatoes fresh from my Granddad's garden. The skins were usually left on. It was thought more vitamins would be consumed, if the skins were left on. We also had fresh corn on the cob where the stocks would grow to at least a height of five to six feet. We also had blueberry cheese cake made on a graham cracker crust base. The blue berries were freshly picked and I guess some people would call them huckleberries based on the size. They were so large and sweet to eat. I remember we would usually go up in September when there was a ting of coolness in the air. The summer holiday would be over. I remember the earthworms which were called night crawlers. How long and squiggly they were to pick up. I remember the yucky squishy substance they would leave on my fingers when I baited them on my hook to go fishing. I remember catching the small sun fish and realizing there wasn't enough to make a dinner or even a morsel of a meal. I remember late in the evening hearing the roar of what sounded like motorcycles which were really a herd of mosquitoes making their way down the Tippy Canoe River. Now, I have a whole new bunch of memories connected with the ocean and that would be a separate blog entry.