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[Gorgf]

Parents would buy a side of beef so alot of pot roasts and steaks. I really got sick of beef. My Mother would buy chicken from the farm and it was a favorite as so tasty and flavorful.  Just baked it. She was a bland cook salt only rarely even pepper. She would buy young beef liver  from the butcher and it was good on occasion. I liked her homemade Cloverleaf Rolls or Parkerhouse rolls. My favorite pie  of hers was a French Silk Chocolate.  I finally found a potato dumpling receipe that was successful , as she never used one. We had Christmas cookies of every shape,form and size that lasted until Easter.

[wilma]

@Jordan2 

It’s not a meal, but the food I remember most from my childhood is my mom’s homemade Christmas cookies. I used to help her make them when I was a child. Great memories. She gifted them to friends, family, my teachers, neighbors, people at church, etc. 🥰 When mom could no longer make them, she passed on her recipes to me. Now I am the one making & sharing cookies & continuing the tradition. My mom passed away in 2012. 

[CrazyKittyLvr2]

@Tinkrbl44   I agree about the Campbells Tomato soup made with milk.

I was making some for lunch on Saturday and grabbed the milk. DD (who hates tomato soup) said, "the can says to add water." I told  her the can was wrong and using water was a crime. I just got an eyeroll.

[Nonametoday]

I grew up on a big farm, sort of a commune, sotospeak, where granddaddy has a lot of land and he gives plats of land to his offspring.  My grandmother was the best cook I ever knew.  My mother inherited many of her skills but were never fine-tuned exactly like Grandmother's although many people thought she was the greatest cook and she was but Grandmother was far better.  

I cannot think of a day that I went to the table, came home from school that something good was not awaiting those of us who sat at Grandmother's table.  My grandmother was the eldest of 12 children and the only female except for the baby so she learned to cook at an early age.  My grandparents farm employed workmen who ate lunch at their house so grandmother always cooked for 10-20 people any day of the week.

Many of my friends from grammar and high school lamented, at our class reunion a few years back, the great cook my mother was and my bestie said "but nothing like her grandmother," and while many had not had the pleasure of my grandmother's cooking, she had.  My brother inherited my grandmother's fine cooking skills.  I think sometimes it is just innate.

I yearned for hot dogs and since we had a restaurant, we were allowed to eat hot dogs or hamburgers at the restaurant on Friday nights.  They were actually scrambled dogs.  They had footlong weiners and buns, and just tons of chili and oyster crackers atop them.  We had to cut them with a knife into segments and eat them.  That, with a bottle (remember bottles?) of chocolate milk, fit for any king or queen, IMHO, although now that would be "junk food" and I would prefer my grandmother's and mother's home cooked meals. 

Mother made home cooked meals for lunch at the restaurant and served from a (mostly steak and fish) menu in the evenings, prepared meals for the Rotary Club, Lions Club, etc., and on Friday nights, since there were football games in town in the fall, also served hot dogs and hamburgers in the small dining room and that was the best as a child.

[VanSleepy]

My mother made something that from what I remember was just bacon, canned tomatoes (maybe stewed?) and egg noodles.  She called it Grandma's Noodles. I have tried to find a recipe with those ingredients, for which there are plenty, but none of them is it.  I've never tried to just concoct it myself because I don't want to be disappointed.

Grandma was from The Netherlands in case any Dutch people can help me out lol

[Bridgegal]

My mother was a great cook too.  Nothing gourmet or fancy just good Southern (Texas) food.   My father was a meet and potatoes guy, thankfully, so we'd always have that + a vegetable.   Sunday lunch was a big meal with dessert.  She never used a recipe and never measured anything.  She cooked from scratch.  The only canned things I can remember being in the cabinet were hominy and pork and beans.

In spite of all of the wonderful down home food, my favorite meal was when she would put a can of salmon and a can of pork and beans in the fridge and make cottage fried potatoes.  It was unbelievably delicious.  

She said she learned to cook from my Dad's mother.  Boy could that woman cook!!!   Both of them made pies that can't be rivaled esp. the pie crust.  They used milk instead of water in their lemon meringue pies so the filling was rich and creamy not shiny and jelly like.   So good.   

I'd love to have one of their meal right now.

[Peepers1]

My mother made a delicious beef shortrib soup that I never got the recipe for. When we had it leftover a few nights later she would make a frozen pizza also and we thought that was a treat to have soup and pizza.She also made the best potato salad and chicken. But one of my best food memories was when I had a sleepover at my best friends and we always had Chef Boyardee spaghetti dinner in a box. That was just a random memory,but my mom also made a big variety of homemade cookies at Christmas.

[DiAnne]

My mother was not a good cook so we ate out often.  I grew up in Southern California where there were many taco stands - I think fish tacos and pork tamales were my two favorite childhood meals.  In second place were the many delicious dinners we had in Chinatown in LA.  I also loved Clifton's Cafeteria because of all the choices but I had to see every one before I could chose.

[patbz]

My favorite meal was when my Dad would make Sunday breakfast and it would be eggs, hominy and homemade scrapple ( his parents had a farm ).  Besides that, I remember several desserts: Floating Island and Lime Jello mousse in a Graham cracker crust.

[Catiele]

Meatballs and spaghetti. My Mom would add thin flat steak with many spices on it. She would roll it up and tie with string and put it in the sauce. She was a good cook. I remember my uncle coming over and head straight for the stove. He loved her cooking. She always made extra. I would love to go back for just one day.