“I don’t know what it is about food your mother makes for you, especially when it’s something that anyone can make – pancakes, meat loaf, tuna salad – but it carries a certain taste of memory.”
Since May is the month of Mother’s Day let’s give a nod for mom. My mom lives in an assisted living facility in Syracuse NY. That is a 15 hour drive from here. She can’t cook a meal there. 😦 When I was younger I used to love Sundays. Mom worked second shift at Chrysler and a more than occasional double shift. However, she was home for Sunday dinners. She always made a roast, mashed potatoes, gravy, veggie. The house smelled so wonderful on Sundays. Whenever I make a roast I think of mom and I in the kitchen. Me sitting on the counter talking her ear off. Her listening while peeling the potatoes for those delicious mashed potatoes (they were my favorite). I miss those days but I can still remember them every time I make a roast. 😀
That is my “taste of memory”, what about you?!