Thursday, November 10, 2011

When memories surprise us

The other day I decided for some unknown reason to make myself a cup of instant decaf coffee.  I had ordered this instant coffee during one of my online orders of our favorite coffee..Community Coffee....we always drink the dark roast but I saw this new item..decaf instant and thought it might be nice to have if I needed a quick coffee taste to something I was cooking......well, that was more info than you needed..grin..

Anyway, I had a sore throat and wanted something hot to drink so I thought this might taste good.....



As I poured the boiling water into the cup and the smell of that instant coffee filled my senses..I am telling you I was transported back instantly to a time of simpleness....a time when all my mama drank was Sanka coffee......and this memory became bigger than life.  I hope I can do it justice in sharing it with you......I was sitting at a table in a restaurant in Atlanta with my Mama and Mamama and she had ordered coffee..I am sure my grandmother did too...and I can remember them bringing her a cup and saucer, a pot of hot water, and a little orange packet of Sanka coffee....and oh, the dramatics of opening that little packet of instant coffee and then pouring that hot water in that cup...and then....THE SMELL of instant Sanka......yep..it was right there with me just like it was when I was a little girl...........just the simple memory triggered by a simple smell of hot water being poured over instant coffee.......

well, here I am ...my own self...Mama and Mamama are long gone.....and I find myself doing the things they did...without even a thought of where this came from....yes, generational lines are powerful things......I just proved this to myself.....drinking instant decaf coffee is absolutely something I NEVER thought I would be doing as a grown woman in the day of fresh brewed coffee with big expensive home brewing systems...but ..........
there I was...making a cuppa joe.....and it was of the instant decaf kind.......

the memory of those times are sweet....like a little gift... the good times of admiring my glamorous mama as she sipped her Sanka.........

cherish your good memories..they are fleeting and wonderful....don't live in them...just visit with them and send them on their way..until the next sweet unexpected gift of a memory comes floating into your life.....

and live a life of making memories with those in your life........it is the simple things that I find I remember the most..the everyday stuff.....like a hot cup of instant coffee in a restaurant in Atlanta....and we were all dressed up in our finest too...because that is what you did in those days when we ate lunch in  the Magnolia Room at Rich's.

thank you for coming along today...I am so thankful for all of you that read my words.....and follow my blog....I hope a good memory comes your way today as you absolutely live this life fully in the present and pressing on toward the future....see you again soon...

2 comments:

  1. Great memories and post! I used to love to drink Iced Sanka in the 70's. :) Also love Community coffee. Have a wonderful week!

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  2. I have had a similar experience with a vintage lamp I bought that smelled of Camel cigarettes. We do not smoke and normally I would have resold the lamp but my dad smoked Camels and every time I turned on the lamp it brought my dad into the room. It was like being slapped in the face it was just a full force of dad memories for me. Thanks bunches for visiting Olive Out. BTW, Joe and I recently drove through Winterville. ♥Olive

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