Food Memories…

by Cate on April 19, 2007

My first post. Like the college quarterback getting his first start in a game. That first kiss. OK, calm down. If you would had asked me two years ago about food blogs, I probably would had asked, “what does it taste like?” Fast forward two years later and I’m actually debating on which cookbook in my collection to use for dinner ideas. “My collection” – if my poker buddies could see me now!

I have found my new passion to be both relaxing and enjoyable. I remember when I was young, my grandmother would always make her famous vegetable soup. It was always my favorite when I would visit her and she would send me home with extra servings in plastic containers for later. I know what you’re thinking … vegetable soup? She must have been a real gourmet chef, right?! But believe me when I tell you, her soup had no equal. The consistent texture and taste was unforgettable, and these memories are going back close to 30 years ago. To this day, vegetable soup of any kind still brings back those memories of dinner and putting these small garlic bud crackers in the soup.

I was thinking what food would invoke happy childhood memories with my daughter and, hopefully, fond ones. What food memories will you leave on others and what food memories have others left on you?

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Debbie April 19, 2007 at 4:28 am

What a lovely first post! What I love about my mom is that no matter what time of the day it is, she’s always willing to cook/feed me. She’s a super busy woman from the crack of dawn till late at night, but because she loves me so much, she genuinely wants to feed me.

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Claire April 19, 2007 at 5:27 am

This is great! I love your signature! I’ve got lots of food memories. Inside picnics on the floor on a green and white striped bed sheet. Fruit loops at Granny’s and honey nut cheerios at Papa and MaG’s. Daddy’s pizza. I’m sure your little one will have great memories!

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Anonymous April 19, 2007 at 12:37 pm

now that i am older i can appreciate all the hard work it was to get all the food on the table WARM. Thanks mom. Whenever i go visit my parents the first thing they ask me is what i want to eat. music to my ears. That brings out all the old favorites. Good Job Neighbor husband. Chris

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