All of the kids for miles around knew that Edrie and Rush's house would be the place not to miss for Halloween Trick or Treating. All the treats were homemade and Edrie was always very generous. I wish I could have known her as a young woman. I can imagine how she must have cooked for her family.
She had the sweetest face, time had softened her cheeks and stolen most of the sight from her eyes. Her thick glasses made her eyes appear large and even kinder, if that is possible. She was the epitome of the word sweet. I can just hear her voice and her laugh. I am pretty sure she must have been an angel. She was one to me at least.
She is the only person who ever cooked for our family when my mom had to be gone or was ill. She asked us come eat with them when my grandfather had heart surgery and my mom was gone for almost two weeks. My brother and I were 8 and 11 years old. I tried to keep up with the cooking and laundry and go to school, but every day I got a little further behind. It was such a blessing to have that supper with Rush and Edrie. Her act of kindness instilled in me the desire to bless people with a meal when there is a need.
Not long after that time she asked me to come over and spend the afternoon. It was wonderful. My only regret is that I didn't do it more often. On one of those visits she had peanut butter cookies to share. She told me the recipe and the rest is history.
They happen to be gluten free, which I don't think we worried too much about in the early 1980's. These cookies are easy, quick and taste wonderful! Check the recipe page and try them yourself. Pass the recipe on to someone you know who is gluten intolerant. They will enjoy them too.