"How will our children know who they are if they do not know where they came from."
Isn’t it funny how it sometimes takes you having your own kids to realize what a good job your own parents did. I am not going to lie, I have led a very blessed life with two wonderful parents who gave me a childhood most kids dream of. Now that I am an adult they have become some of my best friends and closest confidents.
Food is something that really defines a family. From the everyday family table, to the holiday feast, many memories are made around these meals. I distinctly remember my grandmothers holiday cookies and my mothers Mocha Brownie Torte. I remember Saturday nights at home with the classic hot dog, baked beans, and steamed brown bread. This was my fathers favorite, and to this day, I am still on the lookout for a good brown bread recipe.
Three years ago, my mother gave me one of the best Christmas gifts I could have ever asked for. She spent numerous hours compiling all of my grandmothers, great aunts, and her famous recipes. She created a cookbook for my sister and I, that I will treasure forever. What I love about it is that she did not retype every recipe or have some fancy software create one for her, she photocopied the original recipe cards. Although my grandmother has been gone for 15 years, I still feel like she is cooking in the kitchen with me. These are the recipes that I now serve my family. My boys get the same Christmas cookies that my mother grew up eating. We eat the same banana bread that my mother used to bake for me. I hope to someday pass these recipes down to my boys families….keep the tradition going.
I will be doing a cooking series in the near future to share some of my favorite family recipes. I look forward to taking a step back in time and sharing these wonderful memories.
Do you have a favorite family recipe that has been passed down for generations?
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