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Each Block in Grandma’s Kitchen will be a memory or event of mine with a dash of yours thrown in, like this month!
Block 17/25 ‘Pantry Goods’. What was IN Grandma’s Pantry?
Canned goods? Store Bought? Where was the pantry.. in the kitchen or a separate room… can’t wait to hear!
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This is PERFECT for a scrappy quilt. Go light dark or totally random
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17 Responses
I accidentally put my block on here twice. Anyone know how to take one offf ???? Thanks Donna
I have the same memory! My Grandmother did “put up” pickles relishes and jam in her root cellar. I don’t remember any root vegetables but I do remember the coal. I had forgotten the sound made by the coal truck until you mentioned it. There was a trap door in the living room to access the cellar from inside and a small door with a coal chute for outside access. She’s the Grandmother I am thinking of when I am making this quilt.
I can remember canning time at our house when I was growing up My grandmother would find the place to get what we were going to can to stock up the pantry for us (us was 9 kids and 2 adults) When it came timem to make the pickles the shower doors were removed from the tub and gunnysacks were dumped into the tub which w as then filled with cold water to wash them. Then using a colander and big stainless steel bowl they would be scooped out of the tub and taken to the kitchen where jars with dill garlic and two red peppers were waiting. by the time canning season was over we had canned carrots potatoes tomatoes spaghetti sauce apple sauce and all kinds of jellies, I still do it today but on a slightly smaller scale as it is only my husband and my self and much of what we do comes from our garden spot and trees.
Grammie had a pantry off the dining room. There was storage for the home canned fruits, jellies (current-raspberry was my favorite) and vegetables Grampie grew in his big garden. I “helped” him when I was little, and grew my own garden after I married. The fresh vegetables in summer are unforgettable. My great grandfather used to sit out on the porch and shell peas, snap beans, or peel potatoes for supper. I was a lucky girl, an only child and their only grandchild. My Grandma and Grandpa lived 90 miles away, and we saw them as often as we could. Grandma didn’t can her own food but both she and Grammie were fabulous cooks. I learned to can with Grammie and my Mom, and I loved it. Now I live in the south and don’t garden or can anymore — I make quilts. Love the memories, Pat. Thanks for this quilt along.
One of my grandma’s had shelves in the basement. We loved going down there. Don’t remember her canning but she did make homemade bread with a hand crank bread machine. Loved it. The other grandma had a small room off kitchen with cupboards. I guess that was her pantry. I’ve loved getting these blocks. I haven’t been able to sew them yet as I broke a bone in my foot the end of Sept and babysit grandkids but I’ve had many memories about both grandma’s.
I love the fabrics you’ve chosen for this block. Hope I can be as creative.
My one set of grandparents owned a farm in Northern Ontario. My grandmother had her pantry room in the kitchen. They did not have hydro or running water. Her cold cellar was under the dining table. She had a beautiful old wood stove in the kitchen. I sometimes would be asked to fetch more wood from the wood shed if grandpa had forgotten to fill the woodbox the night before. Water came from an artisan well. My mom could only remember it freezing once when she was a girl!
Grandmas kitchen was always welcoming and the aromas, from the years of her cooking, were permanently there. I would love to sit in the pantry, with the door closed, just so I could breathe in the aroma of the various spices that she had stocked on her shelves! Wonderful memories!!!
My grandmother had a wonderful root cellar with shelves around the dirt walls. The shelves were filled with jars of everything from the 1/2 acre garden. The steps leading down had crocks of “smelly” stuff that we kids were not to mess with. One wall had grape juice in all sizes of jars and the wine that she made for the church communion.
Remember shelling peas and snapping beans with the grown ups on a Sunday afternoon in the shade of the trees in the side yard. They would turn into wonderful soups on a Sunday evening in the winter. MaDot would cook it on the wood stove rather than in the summer kitchen on the regular stove.
Wonderful memories. Love the block and the memories it invokes.
My grandmother was married in 1880 in Kansas. She had a house added on a couple of times with a huge cellar. It was always cool in there and this is where the milk, cream, eggs, and butter was kept. She also had a “summer” kitchen a screened in end of the porch,which in the winter it had boards put over the screens and then they kept fresh beef and pork out there. There was a coalwell stove and many shelves, a dry sink and a little work table. Her kitchen had a huge iron range that also heated the upstairs if they left the stair well door open. Under that stairs was her built in pantry with shelves of home canned vegs, fruits, beef and pork. Flour and sugar came in 50 gallon barrels which was in the cellar. There was also a smoke house, which still stands today and yes you can still smell the smoke in it when you go in the door. My best memory of my grandma was sitting on her front porch eating fresh home make bread with churned butter and brown sugar on the bread. She called it “sweet bread” I called it delicious.
My Annapolis grandmother was the “Strawberry Jelly” Queen of Cape St. Claire. In her pantry were bags of sugar she caught on sale, pectin packages and her secret (shh) ingredient…strawberry flavored kool-aid packages. (shh) She even submitted the jelly in her maiden name just to prove to herself she was the QUEEN! e.v.e.r.y.t.i.m.e.
Grandma had a pantry off the kitchen, it shared a wall with the breakfast nook. To the back of the pantry was the refrigerator (or ice box at one time) and to the left were shelves. The shelves were full of kitchen equipment and I assume, various food goods. I couldn’t name anything specific with one exception… Grandmas home made yogurt! I can still picture the mason jars with yogurt, in various stages on the shelves. There was no better treat than a bowl of Grandma’s yogurt, tangy and slightly lumpy, while sitting on a bench in the breakfast nook.
I loved going down into the basement at my grandmother’s house in the late fall. The furnace was right at the bottom of the stairs, and after you got around it, there was an entire WALL of shelves set up just the right width for canning jars. Floor to ceiling ranks of peaches, applesauce, greenbeans, and tomatoes and pickles and jams/jelly/apple butter. Then around the corner were deeper shelves with old wooden boxes with the potatoes and winter squash laid out in rows on newspaper, and the big chest freezer that I wasn’t allowed to open full of beef and pork and venison. Chickens were processed ‘as needed’ from the flock in the back yard. There was a big crock of honey from the hive in the orchard down in the basement too, and usually a crock of sourkraut fermenting. Apples were stored in a pit by the garage covered in hay.
She did buy pantry staples from the grocery. The flour was in 50 pound sacks and there was a tip out bin under the counter that the sack fitted into. Every time it was empty, she would pour boiling water into the metal liner of the bin in case some flour got into the seams in order to keep pantry moths from hatching. Since there was water all over the floor after that, she would let me blow bubbles inside while she scrubbed it out. She made a paste of Lux soap and water in a jar lid and gave me an empty wooden spool to dip in and blow through. Then I got to ‘help’ her mop up. So much fun.
The amount of work that went into providing food for the family was amazing. It was a full time job for the farm wife. And the variety was not nearly what it is in a modern grocery store, but I remember it fondly.
I never had a grandmother so I’m guessing, but i’m lovin this. All the blocks are great and have enjoyed making them.
I’m behind now as I babysit the great grand kids and it takes time, which I’m happy to help out.
Thanks for sharing with me.
Janet
Neither of my grandmothers had a pantry. However, my great-grandmother had a wonderful large pantry! It had shelves and cabinets and a window that looked out onto her backyard garden. She was a fabulous cook who could take a little of nothing and turn it into a feast.
This is a pretty block, Pat.
I think I’ve done more canning than any of my grandmothers, aunts or mom. One of my grandmothers had a separate room in her cellar with shelves for canning and storing root veggies. She never used it but I loved looking in there because it was dark and mysterious. Her cellar even had a separate room for coal with a small window that opened for the coal chute. I remember the coal truck delivering coal and the noise of all that coal being dumped through the window. My grandfather was in charge of stoking the furnace during the winter.
My Grandmother’s pantry was filled with Jars and Jars of home grown canned goods. We called it the cellar even though it was a room off the back of the kitchen, all blocked in so it stayed a lot cooler. I loved going in there! Stored potatoes, kraut and pickled corn being fermented and lots of fun colors of summer!