Grandmother

Meet my grandmother.

I am a grown up now, but every Christmas I can still hear her voice in that thick, Venezuelan accent: "Did Jew like your presents?" Without fail, that's what she would ask every Christmas over the phone at about ten o'clock, just as we had finished opening mounds and mounds of presents from her and Grandpa and were beginning to roll in the boxes and wrapping paper.  

The detailed hand-stitched stocking made by her when I was a little girl still hangs over our "mantle"  every year.  

And I can still taste her Famous Chicken Pie complete with Olives and Raisins (Its a Venezuelan thing).  

I just wanted to share so I can thank my Grandma for always making my Childhood Christmas's so special.