My Grandma Cravin.

Memories of my Grandma Cravin. Grandma, the youngest of 7 children, came from a wealthy Irish family, but married the man of her dreams and lived very modestly - my Mom learned how to make a dollar stretch...a wonderful foundation for a wonderful life.
She would make the "good kind" of chocolate pudding for us. (Not instant)
She let us play with other kids in the building outside, it's where I learned how to play Chinese jump rope, hop scotch and other city kid street games... Grandma always was watching me though, never left me alone.
Grandma took us on a city bus to Radio City to see a movie
Grandma bought me the big box of candy like "chocolate babies" (she did not call them that)
Grandma called her "lady friends" by their last names... Mrs. so and so (that ALWAYS amazed me)
Grandma shopped every day for fresh vegetables for dinner and the NY Daily News.
Grandma loved her beer - Rhinegold tall cans... (how funny is that)
Grandma thought wearing brown made you look "poor".
Grandma always watched Merv Griffin
Grandma would tell us on a hot August night to "put a sweater on so you don't catch a cold"!
I know later on in life my mom got her to wear pants, but my memories are Grandma ALWAYS wearing "hose" with a dress or skirt.
Grandma was SO IRISH, but most proud to be an American!
Grandma always smelled like Ponds cold cream...
Grandma lived a very simple life... she was a city lady...the "burbs" were a place you went to visit...home was Inwood, NYC.

I would do anything to have a conversation with her now.

Proud Godmother!

My Godchild and cousin Caroline at my wedding

My godchild and nephew John at his Eagle Scout Ceremony with my son, Gene.

A friend posted on facebook that it was "Godchild" day... she named her godchildren - I have 3 Godchildren... Caroline, my cousin who was my flower girl when she was 5.  John, my nephew who is now 20 and 1 other girl who I have NO remembrance what her name is... And, I am her recorded godmother!  Cute and true story:  I'm on the baptismal ministry at our church, I was hosting this little girls Christening - Father asked who the God Parents were and they did not have a selected God Mother... I sense they were encouraged to baptize their daughter because of her very lovely grandfather - her father is a pilot and flies regularly, her mother, not from our country was terrific, but perhaps not familiar with the protocol.  Father Charlie asked if I would be her Godmother... I was honored to step in...BUT I do feel a sense of duty and need to follow up on whom she is so I can keep in touch with her.... as when people ask her who are your God Parents, she can at lease know my name!!!  This is my newest mission, to locate her and keep in touch!  ... to be continued!

Just say NO to Green Peppers!!!

Green Peppers... the ONLY food I'll hunt for and put on the side of the plate... I truly "hate" the word HATE...but I do HATE them... raw, cooked and hidden in any medley of foods.... Just his week I was out to dinner with 2 dear friends and was SO happy to hear Kathy - hates them too! I'd say there are 2 foods I truly will NEVER eat... green peppers and goat cheese... I'm forever amazed at people who "love" goat cheese...the smell of it nauseates me... I don't want it on my plate - it's truly a food I can say I "HATE" - ok, I feel better now, I got it off my chest, and hopefully NEVER on my plate!

For what it's worth... my repertoire is if there are ONLY a few items you really do not like, it's OK... our son HATES meatloaf, corned beef and cabbage, and nuts in food - I can handle that. We all have our true "strong dislikes"... just keep it to a few, or keep it to yourself! 
OK...tell us - what foods do you REALLY HATE???