Originally Posted by chefkathleen
That's a great story Ella. I loved it. I know what you mean about missing a parent. I'm that way about my mom, although all I have to do now a days is look in the mirror and she's there looking back at me.
I'm a kid again when I make her potato soup.
thanks. those are treasured memories during what was at times a
very difficult time in our lives. Dad and I knocked heads. A LOT.
we adored one another, but we were at odds SO much of the time!
I realized after we lost him that the reason why was because we
were so alike, he and I. out of his 3 children, I inherited the most
from him in the way of personality traits and temperament. the
younger ones got all that high intelligence.
but I got the artistic
side of him! also a few other things, but I beat those long ago...
one of the other things he taught me to make when I was a kid
was spaghetti sauce in a large amount. then we'd freeze individual
portions for the future for those times when we were tight on money
or just wanted something quick and easy for dinner. he made a killer
sauce and I use that 'recipe' to this day. I typed it that way because
I wouldn't be able to write an actual recipe! my Dad was one of those
cooks that measured nothing. he did everything by sight or taste and
that's pretty much how I do it, too!