My Scottish Great Grandmother was called “The Queen Bee” by some, Winifred Burt by many, and simply “Ma” by those who knew and loved her best. (I’m guessing this is what my grandmother called her mother and it simply caught on – this is how I always knew her.) I remember her impeccable home, her impossible accent, and most of all, her enduring Old World Gingerbread loaf that my mom (the apple of my great grandmother’s eye) still makes and delivers to me each year on Christmas day. Pictured below is my mom at age 3½ on Christmas morning in aSc dress matching the dress for her doll that my great grandmother made for them both. This portrait sits in my closet and it makes me smile every morning. I still have my great grandmothers’ original NORITAKE gold-crested China from Scotland (cir. 1920) and the box with which she traveled through Ellis Island in 1925 on a luggage stand in my bedroom. A little melted butter and a bite of the gingerbread and I’m transported all the way back.
Scottish Gingerbread
Yields 2 Loaves | Prep Time :15 | Total Cook Time 1:05
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