Today is a day of rest and reflection for me as I recover from a weekend of motherly celebrations (and allergies). This past weekend I celebrated a fabulous mother, two wonderful mother-in-laws and two sweet grandmas. These women have loved and shaped me into the woman I am still becoming and I cannot thank them enough. One of these precious women, my grandma Olt, had her 99th birthday yesterday.
There are some people that impact you in ways that continue reveal themselves your entire life. My Grandma Olt is one such person in my life. When I was young she would come stay with my family for a month in late spring. I remember thinking Grandma was the oldest person I'd ever seen; she moved slowly, used a cane, and napped often. I can picture her sitting in her leather chair in my fathers home office, her hot tea steeping on the side table, quickly breezing through a stack of books as tall as I was and stopping frequently for a power nap. And then other times she would peruse Home and Garden and Reminisce magazines for hours and clip out every recipe with surgical precision. She collected tall piles of these recipes and would try them out on my family as her guinea pigs. Sometimes we were forced to try oddities like carrot jello and other times we were graced with more palatable dishes like her fruit pies. I am convinced pie-making was her super power.
The kitchen was her stage and her retreat all at once and she let me join her there. She would sit on a stool by the counter, the sun through the window casting morning light through her freshly sponge-curled white hair. She would point her multi-ringed fingers about the kitchen directing me, her mini sous chef, to collect and measure ingredients. I was enthralled and terrified by these experiences because I did not quite understand the demand of military exactness required by a cook whom endured the great depression.
Grandma was born in 1915 and has seen a lot of life in her 99 years. She cooks a little less these days and naps a little more. I am extremely thankful that she has passed down to me her appreciation of quality ingredients, willingness to try every food set before me, and insatiable curiosity to learn more about the world of cooking. Thank you for blessing our family with 99 years of wisdom, stories, and pies!
Lemon Lavender Granola
- 2 1/2 cups old fashion oats
- 1 cup sliced almonds
- 1/2 shredded coconut
- 1/2 cup honey
- 1/2 cup water
- 1 teaspoon vanilla
- 1 Tablespoon lemon juice
- 2 lemon's zest
- 1 Tablespoon coconut oil
- 2 Tablespoons lavender
Place water honey and lemon zest in a small saucepan on stove. Warm on medium heat until honey dissolves. Remove from heat. Add lavender, lemon juice, coconut oil, vanilla and combine.
In a large bowl combine oats, almonds and shredded coconut. Pour honey mixture over oats and mix. Bake at 350 degree for 20 minutes. Stir granola and place in oven for another 20-25 minutes until golden brown.