Just thinking about all of this makes me so hungry right now.
What a cool thread!
Mom's home made lasagna, and crustless cheescake. Can't afford to make the cheesecake these days. Sundays, when Dad would BBQ steaks...
I remember when we had this behemoth of a gas stove out on the enclosed patio. We had an electric stove in the kitchen, but we used the other stove because it cooked better. Dad made short ribs once, and we were carrying the platter into the kitchen when a couple of ribs slid off. We grabbed them and threw them back on the platter. "DON'T TELL YOUR MOTHER!!!"
Another time, I was around 10 yrs old, and one of my cousins came to visit us after her hs graduation. We had strawberry shortcake for dessert, and a fly landed on top of one of them. My mom threw it in the trash, instead of just removing the "diseased whipped cream". My dad and I just looked at each other and shook our heads. My bf is the same way about flies. I don't like them either, but I don't have a flipping heart attack over them. Cover the food, and swat as many as you can get. Ants are worse.
I sent my oldest girls down to stay with them during the summers. Dad was retired, and made fruit cobblers with homegrown peaches and plums, homemade bread, and all kinds of goodies, plus he had a garden full of veggies. They still talk about it. My dad was a damn good cook : )
Thought you might like this thread, Liz :-D