Because you can never have too many.  If you’re not from the South, you may need an interpreter to fill you in – “snaps” are green beans.  “String beans” are also green beans, in case it ever comes up.

I am continuing to filter through MeMaw’s belongings and brought home just one of her recipe boxes in hopes of finding handwritten ones of the favorites I remember. I had just begun to look through them when two recipes for “Canned Snaps” surfaced.

One of my favorite things to do when we visited during the summer was to snap beans or shell butterbeans.  If you’ve never sat on the front porch in the cool of the summer’s evening snapping beans, do it immediately. There’s nothing more therapeutic.

I love how one is written on the torn paper from the roll that hung by the phone on the wall, as though it was a new discovery that needed to be captured before it was lost.

I love that she had two recipes, as though she didn’t already know how to make them in her sleep.

I love how she wrote “put in jar” and “seal” as steps, as though we all know exactly how to proceed with that.  We city folk are going to need a little more direction, MeMaw.

She would get tickled at that.

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Hollie Gilman is a freelance writer who has spent the last 21 years momming, homeschooling her 3 almost-grown-and-flown children, and working with her husband of 24 years. She is a lifelong passionate learner in all things Faith, Health, and Leadership. Right now she is loving her new life in the country (being a pretend farmer) just outside her hometown of Richmond, VA. Her blog is where she spills her guts on the things of the heart we all share: faith, life, love, family, and anything else that tumbles through her mind.

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