精品閱讀：芬妮姨媽的藍(lán)莓醬秘方_跨考網(wǎng)

　　精品閱讀：芬妮姨媽的藍(lán)莓醬秘方

　　Of course, she wasn't really my aunt and, out of fear, I never called her that to her face. I only referred to her as "My Aunt Fannie" because the name always made my father chuckle and gave my mother cause to look sternly at both of us—at me for being disrespectful of my elder and at my father for encouraging my bad behavior. I enjoyed both reaction so I looked for every opportunity to work the name into as many conversations as possible.

　　我的芬妮姨媽是做藍(lán)莓醬的。當(dāng)然,她并非真是我的姨媽。并且出于對(duì)她的恐懼,我從沒(méi)當(dāng)面這樣稱(chēng)呼過(guò)她。我只是在提及她時(shí)才用“我的芬妮姨媽”作指代,因?yàn)檫@個(gè)稱(chēng)呼總?cè)堑梦腋赣H咯咯笑,還使得我母親板起臉來(lái)直瞪著我和父親——瞪著我是因?yàn)槲覍?duì)長(zhǎng)輩不尊,瞪著父親是因?yàn)樗v容我使壞。兩種反應(yīng)都讓我樂(lè)在其中,所以我總是伺機(jī)盡可能地將那個(gè)稱(chēng)呼用到我們平常的對(duì)話里來(lái)。

　　As a young woman, my mother had worked in the kitchen of a large Victorian farmhouse owned by Fannie Cratty and her twin brother, Farnsworth. They represented the end of the Cratty line. Neither had married nor had any living heirs and my father once told me (in a whisper) that it was because they were both too stingy to share their family wealth or pass it on. During those year my mother helped Aunt Fanny make the best blueberry cobbler jam ever tasted by anyone in Glenfield. She was noted for her jam and for never sharing the recipe with another living soul. (This was the real source of contention among the Baptist women.) Even though my mother knew the recipe by heart, as long as Aunt Fannie was alive (and she lived to be ninety-six!), she never made the jam without Ms. Cratty in our kitchen to direct the process and preserve the secret.

　　我母親年輕時(shí)在一棟建于維多利亞時(shí)代的農(nóng)舍里的大戶(hù)人家里當(dāng)廚房幫工。房子的主人是芬妮·克瑞蒂和她那龍鳳胎胞弟法斯沃·克瑞蒂。他們是克瑞蒂家族的最后一代人。他倆誰(shuí)都沒(méi)有結(jié)婚生子。一次,父親(悄悄地)告訴我,那是因?yàn)樗麄z都是吝嗇鬼,極其不情愿和外人分享自己的家族財(cái)富,也不愿將這些財(cái)富留給子孫后代。那些年里,我母親幫芬妮姨媽做出整個(gè)格蘭菲爾鎮(zhèn)公認(rèn)最為美味的藍(lán)莓餡餅醬。芬妮姨媽因藍(lán)莓醬而聞名,同時(shí)也因不愿與任何人分享其秘方而著稱(chēng)。(這確實(shí)在浸禮會(huì)婦女中引起了一番爭(zhēng)論。)盡管那個(gè)秘方我母親早已背得滾瓜爛熟,但只要芬妮姨媽還在世(她可是活到了96歲!),沒(méi)有克瑞蒂女士在我們廚房里指揮整個(gè)制作流程以此來(lái)守住這個(gè)秘方,母親絕不會(huì)私下做那種藍(lán)莓醬。

　　Each August, when blueberry season would roll around, my mother would prepare me for Aunt Fannie's visit. It was imperative that I be on my best behavior. After all, the woman was old, wealthy, stern, and a pillar of the church (I guess that would make her my "sainted" Aunt Fannie). Reverend Nash had once preached on the consequences of looking on sinful things and had told about Lot's wife being turned to a pillar of salt because she looked back on wicked Sodom and Gomorrah. I didn't know what Aunt Fannie had looked at, but it must have been pretty bad. Whatever it wa it had left her hair a decided shade of blue and turned her into a pillar of the church. Whenever she was at the house, I didn't need to be reminded to guard my thoughts and watch my tongue.

　　每逢八月是藍(lán)莓的成熟期,母親會(huì)讓我為芬妮姨媽的到訪做好準(zhǔn)備。她會(huì)命令我以最佳表現(xiàn)示人。畢竟,這女人已經(jīng)上了年紀(jì),富有且苛刻,還是教堂里的支柱人物。(我想就是因?yàn)檫@樣使得芬妮姨媽成為了我心中的“圣人”。)尊敬的納什牧師做過(guò)一個(gè)布道,關(guān)于偷看罪惡之物的后果,還給我們講了羅德的妻子因?yàn)榛仡^看了罪惡之都索多瑪以及哥摩拉城,因而變成了一根鹽柱的故事。我不知道芬妮姨媽看過(guò)什么東西,但肯定是很糟的東西。無(wú)論那是什么,它使得她的頭發(fā)變成純藍(lán)色,并把她變成了教堂里的支柱。她一到我家,我就會(huì)自覺(jué)地不敢亂想,不敢亂說(shuō)。