There’s always a bit of mental cringing that happens when you publish something personal in a newspaper that thousands of people read. That’s how I felt this morning with my column about my grandmother’s recent passing, her yummy molasses cookies and her incredible life.
You can read the column, and the recipe here. (Those are the cookies at left. Not the prettiest cookies, are they? Trust me, they’re delicious.)
But you readers made it all worthwhile. I’ve gotten some of the sweetest comments and condolences in my email box this morning. And several people said the column made them think about their own grandmothers.
Says reader Tiffiny: “ It brought back memories of my own tough bird of a granny who ended every serious exclamation with, ‘Well… sh*t the bed!’”
Sounds like there’s a lot of spunky grandmas out there. Cheers to them.