Lacey is a friend. Like, in real life friend. I've known her for a few years and I've loved her blog, So Every Day, for as long as I've known it has existed. I love her voice and her honesty. Aaaaand, she and her family just got back from a fabulous road trip to all places Laura Ingalls Wilder. So, you should probably hightail it over to her blog and read all about it. Because seriously. The little house books were my childhood addiction!
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Printed first in 1931.
The Searchlight Recipe Book.
And her diary too.
Scrawling pencil lines scratched across the copyright page and beside the fish section. A memory of Thanksgiving past right beside the recipe for horehound candy.
It's a gift.
And a memory.
I don't know lots about her and we didn't get to spend decades growing close.
I know that my grandmother loved my momma.
And I know she loved to cook bacon for breakfast and to be certain to stuff my younger brother with extra servings on our visits to her house.