Trenary, MI
August 20th, 2009 by Rob Hart
On my way back to Chicago from Grand Island, MI my travels took me through a place I’ve not been to in many years. Trenary, MI, is home to many memories from my childhood. We used to visit my Great Grandmother’s farm on Paulsen Road, just east of the center of town with a blinking light. Downtown Trenary there’s a little bakery that makes delightful toast. The Trenary Home Bakery makes Trenary Toast, a hard slice of awesomeness covered in cinnamon and sugar. Hot chocolate, tea, coffee, whatever you dunk this brick of sweet bread in brings it to life. As a kid whoever went to the U.P. would bring back a box. To this day it brings back memories of sitting in the kitchen dunking with my grandparents. You can now order it over the internet.
This was also the first trip up north for me since my Grandmother, Joyce Paulsen, was buried a few hundred yards north of the bakery in 2006. You can see the Paulsen headstone from the road and it’s a quiet little cemetery and she’s buried next to my grandfather, who I never met, but was lucky enough to get his hair. Which was quite a gift. Since I forgot to pack my guitar we listened to some Carl Perkins songs on the radio, and got some quiet time before the haul back to Chicago. Grandma would have wanted me to make sure my wife and cats were ok.
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September 15th, 2009 at 8:06 pm
Loved this Rob – what a beautiful way to remember your grandparents. Forget the Michigan doughnuts – I’m going to get me some Trenary toast!
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