Granny

In this house my granny lived. She took a walk a few times a week to us to do some cooking and doing the dishes and cramming what other work she could think of. In the afternoon she used to drink her cold coffee saved from the morning, mostly loved with Kemmsche braune Kuchen, which she dipped into the coffee. When we visited her, she used to have a big tin full with sweets to dunk the hand in and grab some. Mostly I liked the cow-toffees.