Happy 106th Birthday, Grandma!

Not that Grandma is going to come online and see the birthday wishes, but I thought I would share them with you. I’ll tell you, having a 106 year-old Grandmother who is still sharp changes one’s views of aging significantly.

I’ll give Grandma a call today, if she has time to talk to me given the vast hordes of people who are likely to drop by her house to wish her well. Vast hordes is not an exaggeration.  Just the sheer number of descendent’s she has at this point would justify the word “horde.”

Meanwhile, here’s Grandma’s recipe for Teatime Tassies for you to celebrate with.

Teatime tassies
1 – 3oz. Cream cheese
1/2 cup butter or margerine
1 cup sifted flour
1 egg
3/4 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 tablespoon butter
Dash of salt
2/3 cup broken pecans
Let cream cheese and butter soften to room temperature.  Blend and stir in flour.  Chill slightly until firm.  About 1 hour.  Shape 2 dozen 1 inch balls.  Place in tiny ungreased muffin cups.  Press dough on bottom and sides of cups.   Divide half the pecans among pastry lined cups.
Beat together  remaining ingredients  until smooth.  Add to pastry cups and top with remaining pecans.  Bake in slow oven 325° for 25 minutes or until filling is set.
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4 thoughts on “Happy 106th Birthday, Grandma!”

  1. How superb!

    Since my own grandmother made it to 100 (and her baby brother to 101 (He kept asking, “Am I older than Anne yet?” until he was. We should have lied.)), I hope this means I’ll have the pleasure of knowing you at least a half-century more.

    Do you get your curls from her?

  2. Happy Birthday to her! It was great to have met her (way back when she was 103!!). Just thinking about the sheer number of people she’s met in 103 years…. I bet she’s met more people than Jon Bon Jovi!!!

    🙂

  3. We counted the names in the guest book after the party and there were 130. We know several people slipped by the table without signing though. What amazed me was that she knew every one of them and usually asked about their children by name. We were worried (needlessly) about having someone sitting beside her to tell her who it was that she was talking to because none of us knew all of them (except her).

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