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Been Thinkin’ About…

CRICKETS & COLCANNON. We are such a product of our pasts, even — or perhaps especially — when we least realize it. A moment in time. A story. An experience, passed on from one generation to the next, often unconsciously.

I went to fill up the coffee pot this morning and, as always, I let the water run for a moment before placing the percolator under the sink.

Waste of water, I reckon. But it is exactly what my mom always did. I remember her talking to me about it. Sharing. As a kid, she would pump water out of the well in the yard and would have to run the water for a moment… to wash out the crickets gathered there.

Even after the faucet moved in to the kitchen, the habit remained unbroken.

Now, uncountable faucet-pourings later, I’m still doing the same thing. I know there aren’t any crickets up my particular water pump, but the habit is the same and when I think of it (and I often don’t), I do smile.

A moment in time preserved. A memory.

How many moments are preserved in a simple action? A particular shake of the head? A lopsided smile or an-otherwise forgotten recipe?

I still think of the colcannon I made one winter, brand-new-never-been-tried-just-found-it-in-a-cookbook, and my mom took a spoonful and said, “Grandma Gwinn made that. Don’t remember what she called it but that’s what she made.”

Sometimes the past isn’t so very far away as we think.

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