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Discussion in 'College Football Soundoff' started by texaggie95, May 17, 2018 at 7:12 PM.
No matter where I am when I see this I instantly think of my mom.
Watergate Salad -- yuuuuummmmm
As far as taste? I have no idea what your parents taste like.
Any Thanksgiving dish.....
Goulash and brats.
LOL I knew what you meant before the edit!
my parents grew up in the pioneer homes of Elizabeth, N.J. during the depression and they would always talk about the different families from Poland, Italy, Ireland, and Germany that lived in the apartments around them.
homemade pierogis, kielbasa, potato pancakes all remind me of my moms cooking.
Pinto beans, corn bread and turnip greens. Lima beans as well.
My favorite meal . Only my mom can make it the way I like it
Do yourself a favor and take the time to learn from her how to make that corn bread. You'll be glad you did one day. My Mama makes the world's greatest corn bread and I duplicate her recipe to perfection.
Well, at least not his dad.... Am I right?
No she doesn't.
I'm betting Vienna sausages and Busch Light.
Food that was once alive, and now is dead!
You wanna fight?
My mom could make a rabbit with some kind of gravy that would put most better cuts of meat to shame.
Mama did squirrel with wild rice when we were growing up. My brother and I would provide the squirrel, she would provide the delicious meal.
Veal parmigiana. Back in the early, mid 70s, my mom would make this. Didnt know it was baby cows. Sure tasted good but probably wouldnt eat it today.
Mom- potato salad, her signature dish.. best with leftover crawfish boil potatoes
Dad- chicken-fried steak, no matter where we ate, he ordered it or at least tried to... RIP
I'm probably a little biased but that's another big plus for that generation. They could flat out cook.
I actually had the balls to tell my Mama that Kathy makes a better meatloaf than she does. Mama's was good, but Kathy takes it to another level.
Grandma- best green bean cassrole ever. My wife has got it taken care of now.
I’d kill for my grandmother’s gravy! It’s been 30 years since she passed.
My father loved milk toast. You make it by heating milk to scaulding, add salt, a little butter, and a little pepper. Then you pour as much as you like over hot toast. His father ate this in Kansas and brought it south with him. I have had it all my life.
My Mama...I agree with the pinto beans and cornbread (served with raw onion)
...and her fried pork chops as well as her cabbage rolls.....and buttermilk biscuits.
My Daddy...Goat bbq
pinto beans, corn bread, fried taters & onions, kilt lettuce, salmon cakes, and stewed tomatoes
biscuits and gravy - bacon, sausage, chicken, or red eye
We dunk our toast into a cup of hot chocolate.
My dad was a hell of a cook. If I had to pin point one dish I'd have to go with eggs Benedict. Always a staple on major holidays and birthdays. Luckily I was able to learn how he made it before he passed. Better than any I've had out anywhere and typically hear that from everyone I make if for
Oyster stew. My Mom and I loved it.
This. And for dad. He would take old tough Corn on the cob and roast it. Always looked forward to this.
Dad: Methamphetamine.. Or Ketchup sandwich is a close second.
Caviar and cream cheese with red onions on a bagel... Great Summer lunch in FL when it's hot out.
This seems like one of those things that you have no inkling of or desire to try but as soon as you do it’s actually super dank. Color me interested.