My mind; imagination sees a never-ending line of women stretching back in time and into the future. And recipes are such a big part of that chain that binds us, family, culturally, at least with us. I gave my niece a recipe for apple butter and my sister-in-law one for apple/green tomato pie.
They are not exactly mine, yes I do tinker with them so perhaps partly but there is that word again, tinker. Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, spy, rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, doctor. lawyer, Indian chief.
I have my Grandmother’s recipe for mock maple syrup, using potatoes and brown sugar, and her recipe for Swedish Lumpa bread. It is all about the ingredients.