Peaches and Cream

Last night I had a fresh peach with some cream and it was delicious. It tasted sooo good but it also made me feel good. It brought back childhood memories of my family and our little house on West Glenn and how great summer was growing up. I like it when food not only tastes good but makes you feel good. And it seems like if you think about it a lot of our memories are tied to food. When I was a girl I never thought there would be a network devoted to food and now there is and I think there is more than one. In the summer dad would make homemade peach ice cream and it was the best! I remember going to get the rock salt that we would use in the ice cream maker and picking out the best peaches and then having our friends, the Medleys, over for some wonderful ice cream.
I think I took so much for granted growing up and sometimes wish I could get in a time machine and do some things different. If I could go back I would tell my mom thanks for all of the yummy meals she made in the heat of the summer without a microwave.( ha ha we are so spoiled)  I would tell me g'ma thanks for the summers at her house reading books from the library on the porch swing. I would tell my g'pa thanks for taking me fishing and showing me that grasshoppers make the best bait. I still have my dad with me so I try to remember to tell him thanks for all the things he does for my family and I.
Today I am thankful for memories!