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We had a great first two meetings and I just wanted to post a reminder for you all to put up your blog posts or comments about your FAVORITE memory you have with food. We have some great examples on the last blog post if you want to see. Remember, please make these posts LHSP-worthy.
My favorite memory of growing up with food was during family dinners. When I was younger my family would have family dinner every Friday and dessert would always be "hot fruit". Hot fruit was essentially a can of fruit heated in a pan in an oven with sugar and it was absolutely delicious and definitely memorable!
ReplyDeleteMy favorite memory with food was when I was younger and would go to my grandparents' house to cook matza ball soup (classic right?). We used to do it all the time when I was younger and we still did it every year after that, though less often, for Passover. It has become a tradition for my family and everytime I eat any matza ball soup I am taken back to the days where I could smell the aroma of the soup and feel at home.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite food memory is when my mom and I baked scones and pastries and boiled water for tea at 3 in the morning on a weeknight, for Prince William and Kate's royal wedding! To top it off, we served everything on fine china, on silver platters.
ReplyDeleteThis is definitely a hard one because I know that for me (and probably for many others) I have a lot of emotional connections with food. However, if I had to pick one memory, it would be anytime someone in my family has a birthday. When one of my family members has a birthday, whether they're immediate family or cousins, we always get together to celebrate. It's my Grandma's tradition to celebrate with a Carvel ice cream cake. To this day, whenever I see someone in my family bringing a Carvel cake with us somewhere, I know that my entire family is going to be together. Plus, we get to eat the most delicious dessert ever, and what could be better than that?
ReplyDeleteMy favorite food memory probably had to be when my family, (including aunt, uncle, and 3 cousins,) went out for dinner at a Italian restaurant in Philadelphia after my uncle ran the marathon there. We ordered WAY too much food because, somehow, we didn't know the restaurant was family-style so each person had an entree that could serve 6. There were endless meatballs, plates of pasta, and bread rolls. It was delicious!
ReplyDeleteDuring the summer, my family and I always have big barbecues. We cook anything from hamburgers, my mom's special macaroni and cheese, or kaboob (an Arabic food). I like baking a summer dessert that can cool us down after dinner, like a summer ice cream cake or cheese cake. Each one of us is running around the kitchen, cooking our own dish. When we finish cooking, we eat our meal on our patio. Later we light our bonfire and make smores!:)
ReplyDeleteMy favorite cooking memory is helping my mom out in the kitchen while she bakes. She is a great baker and lets me help out with pouring ingredients, mixing things, and licking the spoons. She loves to be in the kitchen, just like me and inspired my love of food and cooking.
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Rachel Davidson- My favorite food memory was probably the first time I tried kuggle. It was Yom kippur, and my entire family was sitting around our dining room table (reserved only for special occasions), with food heaped on to their plates, so that no one could see anyone past their pile. I had always been a picky
eater, but their was something about the kuggle that was just calling my name. Ever since then, every time I come home, there's a kuggle waiting for me, fresh out of the oven. The same memory flooding back of togetherness, family, and a whole lot of good food.
Stephanie Varsha- One of my favorite food experiences is when I bake at my house. I love making delicious brownie/cookies that are really good. It is a good experience because all of my friends come over and it is a good time to bond and eat yummy food.
Carly Skinder- My favorite cooking memory is making banana bread with my mom, grandmother and sisters. I was always the first to lick the raw batter before the completion of the cake. Of course, I was also the one with powder all over my face from messy cooking. The finished cake filled my kitchen and house with the most amazing smell of cinnamon and banana.
During the holidays, my family always gather around the kitchen table to make little Indian meat pies. We usually fashion ourselves into an assembly line; my mother rolls out the dough, my father places the meat filling, and I seal up the puff with a fork and egg whites. After a dozens puffs, though, I usually give up because they end up falling apart. Nevertheless, they always turn out delicious even if there is a huge pile of filling spilling out on the baking dish. The fact that we make them together as a family gives them that extra kick.
ReplyDeletePrompt from 3/11/12 Meeting: I think food is really important part of my Puerto Rican side of the family. Coming together to make the christmas pork with rice and beans is an event that lasts for hours and is a time where we talk about family memories. Food is an important part of a lot of traditions, and my abuela loves passing on recipes to me and my cousins. Food is what brings everyone together and keeps memories from hundreds, and maybe even thousands, of years alive.
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