[lairkeeper21]

I know what you mean Ebony! And there was a good times marathon on TVland this weekend.

My grandmother used to make all the goodies I listed above before she passed. She only made them from Thanksgiving to Christmas. Now, I have to make them for myself. The first holiday season after she passed, I was making the Peanut Butter Balls my husband came in and found me with my hand in the bowl squishing the stuff together with tears running down my face. I just looked up at him and through my sobs said "I'll have to do this from now on because she cant" (she being my grandmother.

It's not suprising we connect foods with love since it is the primary physical nourishment we receive from birth from our parents /grandparents /caretakers. Is it any wonder so many of us seek solace in the fridge????