Well things dad made seemed to always end up with beer as an ingredient. He'd start on something early and by mid-day he'd had a few too many and it'd ultimately end up in whatever he'd be making. Ultimately though, I was a very happy child when he'd try to create something because that meant it would be a Mickey D's (McDonalds) night
Mom was a wonderful cook. She was from the South and really knew how to cook. She'd give Rachel Ray a run for her money because she'd be away from the house and rush home and within 30 minutes you'd have a huge spread laying out on the table.
My favorite foods she made me: Chop Suey, Dressing......any kind whether it be Sage, Oyser or an herb dressing, Wilted Lettuce, Fried Chicken, Goulash, Homemade Chicken & Noodles over Mashed Potatoes, etc.........I could go on and on and on.
I should make an amendment to my statement above about dad.......one thing he never played around with was his smoking of meat. He had his own homemade smoke house in his garage that he made out of an old refrigertor. You can imagine the looks he got when people would walk in and see this refrigerator sticking in the middle of the wall in his garage kitchen. He was an amazing smoker. I will truely miss his smoked turkey for as long as I live. Especially, at holiday time.
Rest in Peace Mom & Dad