Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Guest Post: Steena Holmes, Finding Emma

Childhood Recipes
Guest Post by Steena Holmes
My great-grand parents lived in a small white house with a beautiful garden and wood swing in the back yard. As a child, I always loved going to their house. Behind them was a car wash and just a hop-skip-and a jump away was a stream where I would watch fish dart away from my stick.
But that wasn’t the only reason. My great-grandma was German. Whenever we would visit there would always be a fresh loaf of bread sitting on her counter or rising in her back room. In her front room would be a covered jar with candies that she’d let me sneak goodies from when my parents weren’t looking.
There is one dish that I ‘think’ my mom learned from her or from her mother. We call it kinip - but as for it’s real name, I’m not sure. As a child, my mouth used to salivate when my mom would start cooking this dish. And now, as an adult - it has become my comfort food. Whenever I visit her (which isn’t often enough) I always ask her to make this dish and amazingly - my children now beg for it as well. It’s my youngest daughter’s choice of meal in our home now and she’s not always thrilled that I won’t make it as often as she wants.
When I’m disappointed, emotional, missing home or just in a ‘mood’, this is the one dish I’ll always turn to. It’s funny how your comfort foods tend to be things associated with your past.
So, what exactly is kinip? Well, the best way I can describe it is boiled dough mixed with browned potatoes in butter and onions. Did I mention the butter? In a frying pan you mix chopped up potatoes with butter and add onions (my mouth is already watering...although I prefer not to use onions). Then in a mixing bowl, mix flour and water until is a little firmer than glue. With your clean hands, place that dough in your palm and with a butter knife cut strips into a pot of boiling water. You’ll know the dough is done when it rises to the top. Mix with the potato mixture, add some salt and pepper and voila. My ultimate favorite comfort food!
Finding Emma By Steena
Megan sees her daughter Emma everywhere. She’s the little girl standing in the supermarket, the child waiting for the swings at the playground, the girl with ice cream dripping down her face. But it’s never Emma.
Because Emma’s been missing for two years.

Unable to handle the constant heartache of all the false sightings, Megan’s husband threatens to walk away unless Megan can agree to accept Emma is gone. Megan’s life and marriage is crumbling all around her and she realizes she may have to do the thing she dreads most: move on.

When Megan takes a photo of a little girl with an elderly couple at the town fair, she believes it to be her missing daughter. Unable to let go, she sets in motion a sequence of events that could destroy both families’ lives.

About the Author:

Author of the new heart wrenching story "Finding Emma", Steena is a woman who believes that 'in the end, all things succumb...to the passions of your heart'. Steena's life revolves around her family, friends and fiction. Add some chocolate into the mix and she's living the good life. She took those passions and made them a dream come true by pouring her heart into each of her stories.
Proceeds from each book will be donated to The Missing Children's Society of Canada - an organization dedicated to reuniting families.