In the journey through my Mom's small cookbooks, I came across this:
It is the book my father used for making the taffy and also for molasses popcorn balls. Molasses is one of the staples that sustained my dad and his family when they were hungry during the Great Depression. You would think, then, that molasses would have been something he would have liked to forget and never touch again. Not so. For his entire life, he regularly enjoyed molasses, and one of his favorite snacks was fresh bread dipped in molasses. I don't know about my siblings, but it is a snack I often indulge in myself. I love molasses.
David and Paul decided to build us some new memories and have a taffy pull. With much coaching from brother in law Mike over the phone, they got it cooked to a hard ball and started pulling
And, as if they had been doing this for years, they knew right when to stop pulling, form a rope, and start cutting before it was too late
Then it was time to wrap those wonderful tooth-pulling nuggets of joy.
Now these two wonderful men thought they were "just" pulling taffy, but what they were doing was pulling out my memories for me, and at the same time building new ones.