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| Snack time London, ON April 2014 Thematic. Hungry. Here. |
I can't quite explain what they taste like beyond light and airy, with little bits of chocolate in 'em. Nutritious? Not even close. But as a rare treat from my wife's kitchen, they're a reminder that foods that have, ah, less than ideal nutritional makeup can be just as healthy for you as anything you'd get in the fruit-and-vegetable aisle.
Because the soul needs nourishing, too. And who better to make it happen than your mom?
Your turn: What was the most special dish from your childhood?
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There were too many to name, but chicken and dumplings was one. I like sweets, but I'll always choose other foods over them. My mom's chicken gravy (with fried chicken and mashed potatoes) was legendary. I never learned to make that gravy, and I would so love to eat some again.
Meringue with chocolate chips? If my guess is right, wow!... nice piece of history passed down... As far as family faves- too many to list... My Grandfather's corn fritters w/maple syrup drizzled reminds me of him... My Grandma's mac and cheese, which she taught to me- is definitely her... They made everything from scratch- no mixes or shortcuts..
Oh yummm, these kisses look absolutely delicious and you're so right, the soul also needs nourishing.
Foods from my childhood? That's a good question, we grew up very poor and a meal was a blessing sometimes, other than macaroni or oatmeal which we always seemed to have on hand, today I won't eat neither too very often. I'm going to say maybe that pot that was on my grandmothers stove, it was always a surprise and always tasty. And from my Babau's kitchen, I think it was the jam-jam cookies. I know without a doubt my children would say homemade perogies, we still carry on with this tradition and I hope it continues on with mine.
I just remembered, it was my Aunt Glady's strawberry patch and fresh cream, now that was a treat!
Have a wonderful and Blessed Easter Carmi.
So many foods take me back but today I am thinking about the cinnamon and sugar roll- up treats my grandma and great aunt made with the scraps of pie crust. Once in a while I will make them myself and everything from the rolling, to spreading the butter, to the sprinkling, to the agonizing wait until they are cool enough to eat makes me remember a time when my line-of-sight was tabletop height.
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