5.) Last week we talking about mom’s WORST homemade meals. This week describe a meal your Mom cooked that you LOVED eating growing up.
I remember a lot of hideous meals growing up. Rice pudding, tacos, cabbage rolls, and kernels of corn (not to be confused with corn on the cob) topped the list. If Mom made any kind of meat..steak, ribs, pork chops…I’d toss bits of it under the table to keep from actually having to swallow it.
When Mom found the food under my chair I’d get in trouble so I started tossing the bits of meat across the table under the chairs of my siblings. When my siblings started being all, “Something hit my foot! KATHY are you throwing your MEAT again!?!” I had to change tactics once again. I resorted to stuffing my mouth full of meat and then would excuse my to use the bathroom and spit the food out in the toilet. Until one of my siblings was all, “MOM! Kathy spit potatoes out in the toilet!!” and I was all red faced and, “uh uh!!! No I didn’t!! It was MEAT!”
It may as well have been potatoes. I hated those too.
But my Mom DID do one thing right, and that was spaghetti. You would never catch me passing on a bowl of spaghetti. My brothers and sisters developed a nasty habit of grunting like pigs every time I asked for more. And while hearing all five of them grunt in unison hurt my feelings just a smidge…I didn’t let that stop me from filling my plate.
It was that good.
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3.) Share your earliest childhood memory. How old were you? Why was it memorable?
4.) List 8 things you’re looking forward to OR list 8 things you’re dreading about sending the kids back to school.
5.) Last week we talking about mom’s WORST homemade meals. This week describe a meal your Mom cooked that you LOVED eating growing up.
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I loved my mom’s spaghetti too and would completely fill my plate with it about 1/2″ thick. She put corn in it so we would get a vegetable but I didn’t mind. It was good!
Spaghetti! I loved spaghetti, too! Wow, who knew we would have so much in common in our childhood food likes and dislikes! ;-)
When I was a kid I loathed salmon cakes and soup beans.. Today I could eat my weight in both.
Can’t go wrong with Spaghetti. Love that you spit out your meat in the toilet…I did the same thing whenever I had to eat peas!
That flying meat plan seems so subtle. I can’t believe you got nabbed!
Tamales, among other food items, were not my favorite. We kids had to stay at the table until we ate all our food. Dad would occasionly remind us of all the starving kids around the world. When mom and dad left the table, we would scrape our plates down the heat vent… of all places! Did we really think they would never find out!
But I can tell you, I totally agree on the spaghetti. Mom made her sauce from scratch. It was so good! It was at the top of my list of favorite dishes, too.
Who doesn’t love spaghetti? I think that was the first meal I ever served anyone that came to eat at a dinner guest. Hard to mess up — and it was always pretty good.
ugh, we had some sort of pasta every. single. day. b/c of my Sicilian born and raised dad. blech. now i don’t mind it so much but then? BLECH
Mmmmm, spaghetti was a favorite when I was growing up too and now my kids love it. My mom had a knack for taking a nice piece of meat and turning it into charcoal. Later I found out that her mom had terrified her of possibly food poisoning her kids with undercooked meat so she charred everything, just in case. Haha! Thanks, Nana.
I posted about my Mom’s spaghetti too, so funny! You made me laugh with your throwing around the meat shenanigans!
I fed nasty stuff to the dog or sat at the table until I fell asleep (that was my punishment for not eating. Never once resulted in my eating more of the food). I didn’t care for anything my mother made regularly until I was in high school. I was supposed to be sleeping over a friend’s house but her mother fell ill. My mother was taking that opp to make a meal just for her: fried croaker, mashed potatoes, and cabbage. She shared it with me that night and I promise you I have never tasted cabbage that good again. To this day, while she asks me to make potato salad for every gathering, I ask her to make cabbage (just for me); sometimes I ask for the whole meal. Spaghetti rocks when it’s done well!
Pasta was and still is my favorite meal that my mom makes.
After our informative twitter exchange, I couldn’t resist checking out your blog! lol to all your strategies to avoid eating certain foods! I was also a very picky eater…but I generally used the throw-a-huge-tantrum-till-people-get-fed-up strategy!!
Oh, my Grandmother’s spaghetti was the best! Homemade sauce, meatballs from scratch made lovingly with her bare hands, garlic bread that is unparalleled…aaaah. I almost wrote about it this week, but my Hammer Pants fashion faux pas won the vote.
I laughed at your meat tossing skills…my mom said as a kid she used to tuck the things she didn’t like into a tiny ledge under the edge of the table. I can only imagine how that went over upon discovery!
This is GREAT – I loooove your tactic of tossing food under your siblings’ chairs. I wonder if that’s why I always find so much food under my dining room table…
My kids love spaghetti, and so do I, but I never make it because (get ready for this) my husband hates it. How do you hate spaghetti??? I don’t get it.
Sheesh. I thought I was a picky eater. LOL
My mom and grandmother are/were both great cooks so there weren’t many things I didn’t like, but my favorite growing up was probably BBQ chicken that my mom cooked in the oven. So yummy. My least favorite (besides oatmeal) was my grandmother’s eggplant casserole.
That’s so funny. My sister stuffed her mouth one time…went to the bathroom and got caught tossing it into the toilet. She wanted those Oreo’s pretty bad that were sitting by her milk…lol! :)
I would have never pegged you for a vegetarian. Do you eat meat now or was it just a childhood thing? And can I just say that chewed food spit into the toilet had to have been one of the yuckiest things to find. I mean, it’s almost more gross than stumbling upon an unflushable. Almost.
Spaghetti is my daughter’s absolute favorite too. This probably sounds horrible, but I swear it’s delicious! We take our left over spaghetti and fry it with eggs. The eggs have to be runny and the spaghetti has to be crispy. My husband was really skeptical when I made it for him the first time but now he would rather have it that way than the usual. Unless you hate eggs, you have to give it a try!
Spaghetti! My dad tought me how to make it. I coveted my friend’s mom’s spaghetti (she put a little sugar in the sauce). Still love spaghetti!
I used to do the same thing with my Flintstones vitamins! Yuck, those were so ick.
I love memories that are tied to food because in just one bite you are transported back to a different place in time. It’s better than a DeLorean!
I’m surprised cabbage rolls are not implicated in more violent crime.
My mom’s spaghetti was good. I took her foundational work and created something that it makes me ashamed to say how much I love.
Loved spaghetti! Still do and so do my kids. I’m winning my husband over slowly… ;)
My mom really can’t cook but that woman can bake. Wow, can she make a mean cherry cake and chocolate pie.
I loved my mom’s spaghetti, let’s be honest it was the only thing she could cook. She once dropped the steak between the grill bars somehow, it tasted like beef jerky, we laughed the whole time we *tried* to eat it. My favorite part was throwing the noodles on the wall to see if they would stick and were done!
Oh my. So this is what non-youngest children go through at dinner? :) I have to say, I loved most of what my mom cooked (the stuff she made me eat, I mean, not the stuff she never bothered making me try). My favorite was (and still is) baked macaroni and cheese, which I learned later is not what most people think of when they think of this dinner. She layered elbow macaroni, Campbell’s tomato soup (had to be Campbell’s, had to be soup, not sauce), and slices of sharp cheddar and mozzarella cheese (had to be sliced, not shredded) and then baked it. O. M. G. One of the best things ever.