As of 2009 I find myself as a 46 year old newlywed who has been transplanted from the "Big City" to "Smallville" U.S.A. LOL. I would not change it for anything. All of our children are grown and gone and it is just my hubby & I. I find it rather nice that we both enjoy cooking and hubby loves the fact that I am willing to try out so many new recipes. He never knows what I'll whip up for him next.
My favorite things to cook
Persian food. I learned the proper way to cook some of it when I was 16 years old and I make the best Basmati Rice & Tadik you would ever want to taste. During the Summer months I love using the slow cooker as it does not heat up the kitchen. I have to admit that the most fun I ever have is when I am cooking for others!
My favorite family cooking traditions
Thanksgiving would not be the same without mom's Oyster dressing, some turnip greens and a squash casserole! Christmas would be weird without my Brothers standing rib roast, or my Peach Schnapps glazed Ham & fresh baked bread.
My cooking triumphs
My Grandmother Griffin(God rest her soul) was the best cook in Candler county. Any & everyone who ever put a bite of her cooking in their mouth would vouch for that. LONG story short, as an adult I was able to cook supper for her. Nothing fancy, just a simple country meal. After she tasted everything she looked at me with both pride and amazement & told me I was a GOOD cook! She then ate every bite on her plate! She, to my knowledge, had never complimented anyone's cooking before! THAT was my biggest triumph.
My cooking tragedies
While Hubby & I were dating I wanted to cook him a tried & true Persian dish that I knew would knock his socks off. He had a flat top electric range which I had never cooked on before (I had a gas range) & I started sipping on a bottle of white wine. It was good wine. I sipped & sipped & ended up watching the news with him on the sofa. Then I smelt something that was not right!
I had burnt everything. The chicken was ruined the rice was awful, & I was lit up like a Christmas tree. He thought it was funny & I was appalled. He/we ate what we could stomach and trashed the rest. It was the 1st time in over 20 years I had burned a meal. I have not done it since. And you better believe that I re-cooked that meal at a later date. Yep I did it on his stove, I left out the wine sipping and stayed in the kitchen and it was wonderful.