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Directions:Wash grapes and cut each one in half. Place in a medium-sized bowl. Peel 4-5 bananas and slice them, adding them to the bowl of grapes. Set bowl in refrigerator. Whip heavy cream on high in mixer, adding the sugar and vanilla. Keep beating until the cream makes stiff peaks when removing beater. Don't overbeat...or you will make butter... Fold whipped cream into the grapes and bananas just before serving. Add chopped walnuts if you desire. ********************** Fruit salad on the table or in a paper cup a little taste of heaven so good you'll eat it up!.. ************************** This was our family's traditional fruit salad every Thanksgiving. At that time, the grapes didn't come 'seedless'...so we had to cut each grape in half and take out the seeds by hand. It was worth the effort....lol. *************************************** On the chestnut dining table resting in the center place... there's a wicker Horn-of-Plenty on a spread of antique lace... spilling forth with fruit and flowers gourds and mini-Indian maize autumn's flowing cornucopia dresses up the Holidays brought from fields afill with harvest from the forest, blazing gold Nuts and berries from the cellar make Thanksgiving as of old... And this piece that's on the table in its colorful array is a symbol of the harvest that we celebrate today. ****************************** Grandma's Hoosier Cabinet In the corner of the kitchen pushed up closely to the wall once stood Grandma's hoosier cabinet ...that cabinet of them all.... From the springtime through the autumn it took its quiet ease all gleaming, white and sparkling ....smiling in the window-breeze... but when the leaves came swirling and winter snowflakes fell then, Grandma's hoosier cabinet had a story it could tell... for it bustled in the morning holding bowls and knives and spoons groaning 'neath the daily tussle of the kitchen's fragrant 'tunes' It held the apple dumpling grandpa's doughnuts and his tea and the old green round-up cookie jar filled right up to a 't' It sifted soft, white flour measured spices one by one held the cookbook and the biscuits cinnamon rolls, brown, and just-done Then as cold days said 'November' it grew near to twice its size...with platters and big dishes...and that row of pumpkin pies... just the center of the kitchen where it held the pots and pans ...a drawer of grandpa's pencils ...so majestic and so grand... Many things I still remember of those treasured days back then and this glimpse of Grandma's cabinet takes me right back home again. |