When I think about growing up, and being a teenager, I remember HATING winter. Probably because I wasn’t into vintage fashion back then, who knows… oh, and because summers in Philly are pretty much epic. But today, I can say I appreciate the season. It’s just that time of year that makes me grateful to have/ had two great women in my life. My grandmother’s, the late great Amelia Virginia Wright, and the amazing Ira Mae Salter. Both taught me their personal definition of style and I am so thankful.
Thank you for this beauty Ira Mae!
Thank you for this greatness Amelia Virginia!
Both Coats are Vintage… gifts from my grandmother’s
sunglasses: ASOS (almost the same)
shoes: STEVE MADDEN (almost the same)
First things first… this is not a food blog. I rarely cook, and for new and creative recipes, I’m probably the last person you should ask. But when my grandmother gave me her banana pudding recipe just in time for Thanksgiving, I had to share.
Now, this is REAL banana pudding… I did not use JELL-O INSTANT PUDDING. The pudding used in this recipe, is made from scratch. Also, no CHESSMAN COOKIES were used either. Any cookie used for banana pudding other than a Nilla wafer is STUPID, and I want NO parts.
My grandmother is the sweetest person, but getting this recipe out of her “correctly” was hard. First, she gave me no exact measurements. Secondly, I know she left out her “Secret ingredient.” But either way… I was beyond happy with the end result. A few more times, and I will have Ira Mae’s Banana Pudding Recipe perfect!
The hot mess Recipe
Let’s get started:
IRA MAE CLARK, was born in 1929, to a single mother of three, and recently deceased father. To me she is one of God’s most precious creations. She has the heart of gold, and the most beautiful spirit of anyone I know.
Because I was interested in my family history, I asked my grandmother about her childhood, including her brothers, and father I never knew. She didn’t know much, mainly because her father passed shortly before she was born, and her mother relocated her and three siblings from a small town in Wrightsville Georgia, to Philadelphia Pennsylvania.
This made my imagination go wild. Just the idea of not knowing, and what could BE. I told my grandmother I would find the missing links to her family tree, and any other family she may have and not know about.
I know this will be a hard task due to the limited knowledge of her family tree. However, I am so excited to get any information I can, and share with my grandmother.
Follow along as I find IRA MAE CLARK.