Every year at this time I look forward to the inevitable glut of goodies that pour forth from my mom's kitchen, such delicacies as butterscotch pies, five-day cake, stack cake, black walnut cake and the only variety or fruit cake I've ever been able to eat (it's an old mountain recipe). As with most working folks, I don't get a lot of time off, so I have to eat as much as I can in a compressed amount of time. The first time my in-laws tasted some of these delicacies, I ended up with nada to tide me over the new year, but I was glad someone got to try what is a dying art. My mother got her butterscotch pie recipe from my paternal grandmother (it's encased in cellophane and in her own handwriting. The five day cake (which I can only have very little of because I'm allergic to coconut) she got from her sister (who passed away 8 years ago).
The stack and black walnut cakes are also from my grandma, but my sister makes those cakes, becasue quite frankly, my mom and dad would spend the entire Christmas season cooking for my dead-beat ass, as all I bring is a couple of gifts and an appetite.
I look forward to the food and exchanging of gifts, but mostly just spending time with my parents (old-school Democrats) and hearing them talk about the struggles they had to go through (the Great Depression, WWII, raising a family in the economic challenged, but beautiful town of Robbinsville) and how they got through it.
If anyone has any memories of holiday dessert or of holiday candies (remember Schraft's chocolates?) I'd love to hear about them, cause I'm hungry.