I know its strange for me to post so often but I’m part of the Cookbook Junkies group on Facebook and I saw this post and thought I would share. My great grandmother had an apron like this and most of my memories of her include her wearing such an apron. She began a local singing career when she was in her 70’s, singing at community events. She was too shy to face the audience and her signature song was “Amazing Grace”. Now every time I hear that song I think of her. I never heard her say a single unkind thing to anyone and her favourite pet name for any young girl or woman was “good girl”. She was an amazing cook by the way, and she passed her skills on to my grandfather, who then passed on skills and cooking methods to my mother, and I suppose to some extent – me. I really should start posting more Labrador style recipes. One unique recipe my grandfather used to make he called “Stir About” which was bannock fried in cured pork fat and grease, then broken up and topped with partridgeberry jam. Sounds weird but it was actually quite tasty. I suspect pork fat was used so much because it was probably cheaper and/or easier to get than lard. If you’re curious, I did a quick search and found this blog post about rendering your own lard. http://thehealthyfoodie.com/how-to-render-your-own-lard/
My grandmother, Edna Campbell.
The History of ‘APRONS’
I don’t think our kids know what an apron is. The principle use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath because she only had a few. It was also because it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and aprons used less material. But along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids..
And when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men folk knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that ‘old-time apron’ that served so many purposes.
Send this to those who would know (and love) the story about Grandma’s aprons.
Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.
They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron. I don’t think I ever caught anything from an apron – but love