I was blessed to have grandmothers who could cook and who passed those skills on. Both of my parents know their way around the kitchen. When Mom was completing her degree, Dad often took over for her. When Mom was sick, which as I remember it was rare, he wouldn't resort to ordering pizza but came up with a full-course meal.
I'll pit my Mom against your Mom any day in a cooking contest. She can cook things in short order, go southern, international or gourmet. She can acommodate your allergies or hers. Catch a cold or the flu and you'll receive some comfort food and room service to boot. Sunday dinners and holidays were the most memorable. She has entertained everyone in Nazarenedom from the top dogs to the rank and file. She can easily follow a recipe or taste something she likes in a restaurant and mimic it to a 't'. Forget the tableware for tailgating at a ballgame? Nevermind, she'll make her own out of whatever she has on hand.
You've probably heard of the Ritz Mock Apple Pie. Well, my mom is so good, she can make pumpkin pie without the pumpkin and pass it off as the original. :) We like to give her a hard time around Thanksgiving and Christmas every year because she forgot the main ingredient in a pie served at a potluck and people might not have known if my dad hadn't told them. For a minister as with anyone, confession is good for the soul.
Here's to you Mom!
Today the church received these large cans of pumpkin and a pallet of pie shells. Wish you were here!!
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WOW! The multitude of memories that you brought back with that short piece was astounding!
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