What was your grandmother's poison?
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All mine were wine drinkers when that was unheard of: all lived into their mid 80's.
My parents lived into their mid and late 80's also - wine drinkers too.
I expect to live to be 105, and shall be drinking wine and climbing moutains until the end.
M (SMdA, Gto.)
My parents lived into their mid and late 80's also - wine drinkers too.
I expect to live to be 105, and shall be drinking wine and climbing moutains until the end.
M (SMdA, Gto.)
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None of my grandmother's drank alcohol..I had three, counting my step-dad's mother.
Sweet tea or coffee was the preferred poison at their houses.
I remember my mom and step-dad either sucking on a lemon or chewing gum to cover the smell of the budweiser/smoking while nearing grandmother's home...until they were older and said, what the hay?...
Belle
Sweet tea or coffee was the preferred poison at their houses.
I remember my mom and step-dad either sucking on a lemon or chewing gum to cover the smell of the budweiser/smoking while nearing grandmother's home...until they were older and said, what the hay?...
Belle
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My grandparents were Spanish Basque immigrants; they made their own wine, including stomping the grapes by foot. My mom used to call it "cellar wine" because she thought it had a sort of musty cellarish taste. I never got to try it for myself, though.
Lee Ann
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Didn't see the thread before! Must've been working... for a change! literally too
Anyway, it's my real grandma, but a "babushka" I'm visiting weekly, and she loves sweet red wine! Often when I come in she makes an attempt to get me into drinking it. She'll be 99 next month.
In Belarus it was very common to make your own "wine" - put grapes in a clear glass jar, add sugar, put on a window sill in the sun, if any, and let it "work". Some time later - drain and enjoy. Don't remember this ever to be given to children.
Anyway, it's my real grandma, but a "babushka" I'm visiting weekly, and she loves sweet red wine! Often when I come in she makes an attempt to get me into drinking it. She'll be 99 next month.
In Belarus it was very common to make your own "wine" - put grapes in a clear glass jar, add sugar, put on a window sill in the sun, if any, and let it "work". Some time later - drain and enjoy. Don't remember this ever to be given to children.
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One GM poison: Insulin..she was diabetic, so I remember GP giving her the injections. And, when I visited, she wanted me to do the dip stick test (neg., so far).
Another GM poison: prescriptions drugs...she had a table full all the time.
(A recluse, whose monthly joy ride was to the Dr's office!).
I'd have to say food was the other Gm's poison...no alcohol...but had that fried chicken ready at least every Sunday and those homemade biscuits every AM!
They were all great GM's in their own ways!
Belle
Another GM poison: prescriptions drugs...she had a table full all the time.
(A recluse, whose monthly joy ride was to the Dr's office!).
I'd have to say food was the other Gm's poison...no alcohol...but had that fried chicken ready at least every Sunday and those homemade biscuits every AM!
They were all great GM's in their own ways!
Belle
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maybe I go back a little further than other folks, but my grand-mother's forbidden pleasure in the 60's (when she was in her late 70's)was snuff. Sometimes she ran out and she would ask me to run to the store for her and in those days I was able to purchase it for her (perhaps because they knew me at the store). She was embarrassed of her vice and tried to keep it hidden.
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My Jewish grandparents Did Not Drink - just a glass of very sweet red wine with Shabbos dinner, and neither of them ever finished a glass.
My Irish grandparents, on the other hand . . ., well Grandpa was a functional alcoholic and Jamisons' was his poison. As for my Nana, she'd go for a bit of sherry in her tea, but not often.
My Irish grandparents, on the other hand . . ., well Grandpa was a functional alcoholic and Jamisons' was his poison. As for my Nana, she'd go for a bit of sherry in her tea, but not often.