Even when I have just finished lunch, I'm instantly hungry if I walk into our local grocery store and smell the mouthwatering aroma of chicken frying. Fried chicken is a long-standing comfort food in my family. My grandmother made it with Crisco, flour, eggs, buttermilk, and cornflakes in a big cast iron skillet. It was the absolute best.
Omg, Fritos are my secret love! Now I have an excuse to eat them out in the open! I enjoyed this, Pamela. I have special memories of the food my Grandma made, but I was not allowed to cook with her. Sounds lovely!
Thanks Cheri Lee. My Gram was the best. I am grateful she taught me how to cook because I didn't have lot of other opportunities growing up. I wasn't allowed to be in the kitchen with my step-mother, but I didn't really want to be. I might have picked up some bad habits. lol. Thanks for reading as always! Enjoy the Holiday weekend.
Yes, I enjoyed it, I could see everything you described. When I became a teenager I began to help make those 19 pies even though I still can't make them as good as she did. Have a good and safe Memorial Day weekend!
I've never had Frito salad, but I used to make something similar with taco-flavored Doritos that included cubed cheddar cheese and black olives. I may need to make this one--even though these days I have to swap dairy-free cheese for me and plant-based meat for my vegetarian partner.
My mom didn't like to cook--once she became a nurse, when I was just leaving elementary school for junior high, I did most of the cooking. But she did make a mean pot roast following her father's recipe (unlike you, I have retained a fondness for it--she made good gravy).
The meal I most associate with growing up comes from Peg Bracken's I Hate to Cook Book, one of my mom's staples. It was called "Let 'Er Buck" for reasons that elude me, but we always called it Pizza Loaf. It was disgusting and delicious:
One loaf of unsliced Italian bread
One jar Cheez-Whiz
One can tomato sauce
Fresh mushrooms
Chopped green onions
Cooked crumbled ground beef
You slice the bread in half lengthwise, open-faced, and spread the entire jar of Cheez-Whiz over both open sides. Top with cooked ground beef, chopped green onions, sliced mushrooms, then sprinkle the whole thing down with oregano and drizzle the tomato sauce over the top. Bake at 325 for about 20 minutes until heated through. Overeat.
Yum! "Let 'Er Buck" reminds me of a delicious homemade version of Stouffer's French Bread pizza. Probably where they got the idea. Thanks for sharing the recipe. I'll have to try it. Hmmm. Maybe my granddaughters and I can make it together? You have to start somewhere. Your Mom was so fortunate that you were a great and creative cook at such a young age.
A delightful read. I must admit I became hungry reading your writing. I was reminded of my Grandmother’s cooking and sweet potato pies at Thanksgiving. She would make 19 pies, one for each grandchild. I sure do miss her. Thanks for sharing.
Raquel, thanks for reading and for your comment. I'm so glad that my post brought back happy family memories for you. I miss my grandmother so very much also. Making 19 pies is quite a task, and the thought made me hungry as well. Good thing it is time for lunch! Enjoy your Memorial Day weekend!
Omg, Fritos are my secret love! Now I have an excuse to eat them out in the open! I enjoyed this, Pamela. I have special memories of the food my Grandma made, but I was not allowed to cook with her. Sounds lovely!
Thanks Cheri Lee. My Gram was the best. I am grateful she taught me how to cook because I didn't have lot of other opportunities growing up. I wasn't allowed to be in the kitchen with my step-mother, but I didn't really want to be. I might have picked up some bad habits. lol. Thanks for reading as always! Enjoy the Holiday weekend.
Yes, I enjoyed it, I could see everything you described. When I became a teenager I began to help make those 19 pies even though I still can't make them as good as she did. Have a good and safe Memorial Day weekend!
I've never had Frito salad, but I used to make something similar with taco-flavored Doritos that included cubed cheddar cheese and black olives. I may need to make this one--even though these days I have to swap dairy-free cheese for me and plant-based meat for my vegetarian partner.
My mom didn't like to cook--once she became a nurse, when I was just leaving elementary school for junior high, I did most of the cooking. But she did make a mean pot roast following her father's recipe (unlike you, I have retained a fondness for it--she made good gravy).
The meal I most associate with growing up comes from Peg Bracken's I Hate to Cook Book, one of my mom's staples. It was called "Let 'Er Buck" for reasons that elude me, but we always called it Pizza Loaf. It was disgusting and delicious:
One loaf of unsliced Italian bread
One jar Cheez-Whiz
One can tomato sauce
Fresh mushrooms
Chopped green onions
Cooked crumbled ground beef
You slice the bread in half lengthwise, open-faced, and spread the entire jar of Cheez-Whiz over both open sides. Top with cooked ground beef, chopped green onions, sliced mushrooms, then sprinkle the whole thing down with oregano and drizzle the tomato sauce over the top. Bake at 325 for about 20 minutes until heated through. Overeat.
Yum! "Let 'Er Buck" reminds me of a delicious homemade version of Stouffer's French Bread pizza. Probably where they got the idea. Thanks for sharing the recipe. I'll have to try it. Hmmm. Maybe my granddaughters and I can make it together? You have to start somewhere. Your Mom was so fortunate that you were a great and creative cook at such a young age.
Peg Bracken's book came out in the 1950s, so perhaps Stouffer's got the idea from her, lol. It was a guilty pleasure in my family.
A delightful read. I must admit I became hungry reading your writing. I was reminded of my Grandmother’s cooking and sweet potato pies at Thanksgiving. She would make 19 pies, one for each grandchild. I sure do miss her. Thanks for sharing.
Raquel, thanks for reading and for your comment. I'm so glad that my post brought back happy family memories for you. I miss my grandmother so very much also. Making 19 pies is quite a task, and the thought made me hungry as well. Good thing it is time for lunch! Enjoy your Memorial Day weekend!