For some reason this made me think of being small and visiting my Grandma and Grandpa Johnson. My grandparents lived a 4-5 hour car away so it was always a treat to visit them. This is a not long memory but still a special one, one that reminds me how much they loved us.
I
remember that it didn't matter what we time got there Grandma always
had food out waiting- just in case we were hungry. It wasn't fancy but
it was always there. It was normally the same thing- finish flat bread,
cheese and some kind of meat in the fridge, and vanilla sandwich
cookies. Whenever I see vanilla sandwich cookies to this day I think
of my grandparents and it makes me smile. I almost never see finish
flat bread but I think I might have to try making some. They always had
it at their house and I even remember going to the bakery with my mom
to buy it.I love when sweet memories like these creep up on me. It is great to remember, it isn't just the big things that we carry us- the small moments matter too. I love and miss you grandma and grandpa.
If you want to make some finish flat bread- here is a recipe that I think looked pretty decent.
