So I’m sitting here making supper and started thinking about how much I missed some of the meals made by those who have passed on that I’d kill to have made by that person just one more time. You know the types of recipes that only taste “right” when made by that person no matter what the recipe says or who tries to duplicate it.
My personal choices are:
My grandmother’s chilli and then her rice pudding for desert.
My grandfather made completely from scratch biscuits and gravy and then his made from scratch, no store box pre-mix crap, pancakes.
my Wife’s grandmother’s chilli, completely different style and heat than my own grandmother’s but unique and very good.
My grandfathers cousin’s homemade BBQ sauce, the one that Heinz tried to buy that the old man took to his grave with him.
What are some of yours
My personal choices are:
My grandmother’s chilli and then her rice pudding for desert.
My grandfather made completely from scratch biscuits and gravy and then his made from scratch, no store box pre-mix crap, pancakes.
my Wife’s grandmother’s chilli, completely different style and heat than my own grandmother’s but unique and very good.
My grandfathers cousin’s homemade BBQ sauce, the one that Heinz tried to buy that the old man took to his grave with him.
What are some of yours