Favorite Food Memory [General]
2007 Oct 7
Great sotry! My favorite food memories are of my Grandma and I baking cookies during the week before Christmas. Her house would be beautifully decorated and the Christmas spirit was in the air. We would make so many varieties and enjoy the time talking and laughing. I can't wait to have children so I can share this tradition with them. Another memory was one Thanksgiving many years ago when my Dad and I baked a pumpkin cheesecake together. It was the only time we ever made anything together in the kitchen and he often brings up the memory around Thanksgiving (usually after he begs me to make him a pumpkin cheesecake). :)
Kristl
As my birthday is close, I thought to share this story and hope you might offer your particular food memory (which most often involves both good food and good company....and, if we are lucky, the ambience of a wonderful place).
Once there was a tight group of women friends, all professionals, all too busy, all loved food. 30 years ago, we vowed to clear up our schedules, no matter what, for the birthday of each of the 7 friends and to celebrate together by breaking bread. We started calling ourselves "The Birthday Club" and that name has remained.
You can't imagine where and what we have eaten together over the many years...those memories will always be treasures.
But, for one year, perhaps 15 years ago, we tried something more regimented, that required some effort, and it was a great success.
It worked like this: whoever the birthday child was had the honour of choosing "the food of a place or type of food" (normally a country, continent or area of the world) and would host the actually feast at her abode, without having to contribute any effort herself other than that.
The remaining 6 friends had to coordinate all the other courses for the meal around the theme. These "international dinners" were wonderful---I still remember driving from library to library to find an African cookbook for one of these birthdays (this was pre-internet, pre-African-cookbooks-in-the-library days) to find a recipe for the main course that I was in charge of that time (chicken peanut-stew). I also still recall the colour of my cheescloth after squeezing tons of fresh ginger through it.
A nice memory to go to bed with....
Kristl