Have you ever had Coffee Soup? Oh, what a wonderful breakfast treat that was while I was growing up. Mother would break up some of her home made bread into a bowl, add just a touch of sugar, a little coffee (we weren’t allowed to drink coffee until teen years) and cream or milk. Delicious!
I tried to duplicate it when I was single and working and sharing an apartment with a sister and it was all wrong. Then I discovered that the missing ingredient was Mother’s bread. Since we were taught to bake bread when we were young, I baked some loaves and made coffee soup. Perfect! The only missing thing then was Mother, who was at home with the rest of the family. She always added lots of love in what she made.
Another thing that Mother made was for lunches We lived within walking distance of school and we hurried home to see what she had made. Usually, on Mondays when she did laundry, we had another favorite treat and, again, it started with her bread. She would butter a slice of bread, usually warm from the oven, and pour home canned blackberries over the bread. Heaven couldn’t have been sweeter!
We grew up during the depression and WWII, when so much was rationed, and Mother could really feed her family from practically nothing. We learned a lot from those days and I’d like to pass some of that on to you from time to time.
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