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Saturday, September 4, 2010

Mom and Comfort Food

My mom would have celebrated her 75th birthday today. Prior to this day, I had been thinking about, of all things.... food. Delicious, home-cooked, artery hardening, old-fashioned food. Of course, back when we were kids, there was no such thing as high cholesterol, or fat-free, or keeping hydrated, or wearing sun-block.... you get the picture. So, to celebrate my mom's birthday, I have decided to dedicate this post to.... food. My top-five favourite home-cooked meals mom used to make are:

Succulent Roast Beef with just a blush of pink in the middle, served with Mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, carrots AND .... a personal favourite.... Yorkshire pudding. (I used to eat it with butter on it...seriously. Now, if you know what Yorkshire pudding is, you'll know what I'm talking about.)

Juicy Roast Turkey with the skin crisp and golden, served with Mashed potatoes, gravy, carrots, and brussel sprouts or tender cabbage, boiled, yes, boiled, and seasoned with a touch of chicken bouillon.

Ham Roast served with creamy scalloped potatoes, cream corn (or fresh fried corn fritters), and slices of pineapple on the side.

Cornish Game Hens with the skin seasoned lightly with salt and pepper, served with wild rice stuffing cooked within, and mandarin orange slices (the canned ones of course) on the side

Chicken Cordon Bleu (chicken tenderized just so, stuffed with ham and swiss cheese, then cooked in BUTTER), served with..... I don’t remember – the chicken was too damn good to remember anything else.

It is amazing that mom had a job AND got home to cook all these amazing dinners ALL the time when we were growing up.

And.... don't get me started on the desserts....
And... don't ask what I've been eating for the past two months that prompted me to write this.
Drool on.


NW Mom said...

Been thinking a lot about food too. Wonderful comfort food that fills your soul as well as your tummy and makes you feel priviliged to be alive. Could it be from the nip of fall in the air?

Kristina Divine said...

I think mom's are synonymous with food. My mom passed 15 years ago, and I always think of her cooking and desserts when Holiday's and her Birthday (Oct. 7th) comes around. I miss my mom's Pavalova. Yum Yum.

Spockgirl said...

Kristina: Thanks for stopping by. I'll probably do a "fave desserts" post at some point. One of them was a Strawberry Pavlova... I had almost forgotten about that one.