Ahh, tick cakes! Don't worry, no real ticks involved. The ticks are really raisins, and the cake is chocolate with mocha frosting. Mmmm, tastes like childhood.
Yesterday I whipped up a batch of my grandmother's famous tick cakes in her memory. Gammon (rhymes with 'c'mon') died 3 years ago yesterday, and I spent the day fondly remembering her by baking tick cakes, sharing stories, and listening to the Beatles White album. She was a bigger Beatles fan than my mom and my uncles were, I'd say. I reckon that's pretty uncommon for pre-baby boomer generation grandmothers, right?
My sophomore year of college I flew into Orlando for Thanksgiving break, and Gammon and I drove up to Jacksonville together to meet the rest of the family. I played almost everything I could possibly think of, and Gammon enjoyed every bit of music I played for us. Her favorites from the trip included Radiohead, Belle and Sebastian, and Nirvana, while the only two CDs I remember her disliking were Ryuchi Sakamoto and Salt N' Pepa. I gave her some Belle and Sebastian CDs for Christmas that year, and they became fast favorites for her to listen to. I played them along with the Beatles yesterday. I miss her terribly.
Gammon, along with my mom, taught me how to sew, knit, embroider, and cook. I inherited my artistic abilities through her -- both she and my mom were also art majors and together supplied me with a childhood filled with art: hand made christmas cards, t-shirts embroidered with our own drawings, museum trips, homemade pottery and sculptures, hand painted furniture, and much, much more.... I wore Gammon made clothing throughout my childhood until I was meanly teased about it at school (oh, fifth grade!). I still sleep under Gammon made quilts and afghans, I cook in her iron skillet, read her Pogo books, and sleep curled up with my cat on her feather stuffed sofa. She helped me learn to appreciate a good book, a good education, and a good man. She was such a very satisfactory grandmother. Cheers to Gammon! May I continue to remember her every day in how I live and who I am.