They say when you age, your memory is one of the first things to go. I don’t know if that is necessarily true, as my great Aunt Lilly at age 95 has a memory better than anyone I know. She says her memory is going, I beg to differ.
When I was chatting with her a few weeks back asking her about her childhood so I could add more to my stories about her in my post with the zucchini salad I made, she decided instead to tell me all about a dessert she had as a kid growing up in Austria. Instead of telling me about where she lived, what she did, she went on for 20 min about this one dessert which to me sounded like Peach Melba, but she insisted it wasn’t.