tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post4601341956504830200..comments2023-06-09T07:54:35.693-07:00Comments on La Vie Boh...mmm!!!: Pambiche, Portland, ORAndy Señor Jr.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01754003826896677868noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-77589999892602702522009-07-27T02:48:21.850-07:002009-07-27T02:48:21.850-07:00My all time favorite childhood cooking memory--My ...My all time favorite childhood cooking memory--My dad's homemade sauce cooking every Sunday morning. Throughout the simmering process, we would all dip pieces of crusty Italian bread into the pot, "Testing" how it was coming along. Sometimes there were 3 or 4 of us standing there "Testing" together. It still makes me smile to think of it! <br /><br />My dad is 100% Italian and grew up in a 3 bedroom, 1 1/2 bathroom house with his parents and 18 (Yes, 18) brothers and sisters. He did most of the cooking in our house only because he got home from work earlier in the afternoon than my mom did. At least once a week, we had his specialty..."Tony Surprise". I'll share the recipe with you-Take any and all leftovers in the fridge and throw them in a pot together. Simmer and serve. It could end up as casserole mixed with rice or potatoes, a sauce poured over pasta, sautee`d in pan and mixed with scrambled eggs or as soup. His most famous Tony Surprise is and will always be the purple chicken soup-- after he added red cabbage to the pot. Good times,Andy,...Good times!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-48961114941608646032009-07-20T06:28:40.350-07:002009-07-20T06:28:40.350-07:00Andy,
Awesome blog!!! Loved reading about some ...Andy, <br /><br />Awesome blog!!! Loved reading about some foods from your culture....now you asked what some of our favorite childhood foods were....well my paternal grandparents came from Czechoslovakia and my grandma taught my Mom how to make a dish call Haluski (pronounced Ha-loo-shki)...it's basically potato dumplings, bacon, cheese and onions all mixed together. It was definitely an all day event and I always loved when I would come into the house and smell the bacon cooking, and onions caramelizing. I always remembered that I wouldn't eat all day knowing that was cooking so that I could eat more of it and I always ate more than my 3 older brothers, as it's very filling because of the dumplings but I was always able to go for seconds...and it's definitely good as leftovers!!!!<br /><br />Take care and see you in Boston!!!<br /><br />~Amy~CmuAnimatorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00268947779583633009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-80104692216886398662009-07-19T10:00:16.481-07:002009-07-19T10:00:16.481-07:00I grew up on Chicken Pot Pie made from scratch. My...I grew up on Chicken Pot Pie made from scratch. My mom always used to make it, and it was a big deal when I was finally allowed to go into the kitchen with her and learn to make it myself. <br />Now I live in Arizona, and it's way too hot to even THINK about using the oven during the summer, so our Chicken Pot Pie always has to wait until it cools off around November. Looking forward to the first one of the winter season is always so much fun!valerie!™https://www.blogger.com/profile/05348255463372789616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-21926183992927656702009-07-18T20:34:29.367-07:002009-07-18T20:34:29.367-07:00Remembering my dad made Enchiladas which were ama...Remembering my dad made Enchiladas which were amazing, also his 'toat in a hole' basically it was an egg cooked inside a piece of bread that had it's center cut out into one circle. That and his grille cheese sandwiches.Mandie Laforethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12545495212975401892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-45785394638113429652009-07-17T22:34:32.668-07:002009-07-17T22:34:32.668-07:00I know when I was little my parents both worked fu...I know when I was little my parents both worked full time, had quite a bit of money, and we went out to eat almost every night (and when we didn't, what we ate was mostly frozen casseroles, macaroni and cheese from the box, or spaghetti and meatballs.) So weekdays were never that interesting, foodwise. But on the weekends my parents were home all day with us (me and my sister.) Breakfast was pancakes and waffles (Aunt jemima) <br /><br />1) My dad used a syrup bottle so squirt the batter into different shapes (Letters of our names, angels, flowers, micky mouse heads, rainbows, smiley faces, anything you can think of.) <br /><br />2) For dinner, SOmetimes my mom would make Enchiladas. Cheese or chicken. they were Really simple, and the beginning of my education on the difference between taco bell and mexican food (something i was entirely too passionate about during elementary school.) Texas roots shining through I guess! Really any kind of tex mex food reminds me of when I was little and had jalapeno eating contests with my sister.<br /><br />3) Sometimes on snowdays, when my sister and I had to stay home, my mom would have to as well, and she would bake. All that time and I can only remember her making two things. Banana bread, and oatmeal scotchies. I can't taste those without remembering snowdays and craving a cup of steaming hot chocolate.<br /><br />4) Omlettes. One of the only foods I am positive my dad can make better than me (mine have a tendancy to fall apart and turn into scrambled omlette.) Still... I know exactly how he makes them (whisk eggs with dash salt, pepper, chile powder, cumin, and garlic powder. sauteed mushrooms, onion, bell pepper. Mild yellow cheddar cheese.) I've never, in my entire life (all 14 years of it), tasted an omlette as good as his.<br /><br />some foods... just arent' right unless they're made the way your parents made them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-89234703042150601302009-07-17T19:12:56.082-07:002009-07-17T19:12:56.082-07:00For me it was always my mum's Chicken and Dump...For me it was always my mum's Chicken and Dumplings Soup!!! Or even her Black Bean Soup. I would always request those when it wasn't even cold because it made me feel better inside and out especially when I was sick. <br /><br />I was at my church retreat one year about the age of 7 and the weather was 40 degrees, well this woman came up to me and asked me how I liked the Chicken and Dumplings and I told her.. "They aren't my mama's so they don't taste like homemade." for the dumpling instead of flour and milk, the woman used biscuits! Nothing beats homemade food especially if your parents or grandparents makes it.Mandie Laforethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12545495212975401892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-24822581373384468922009-07-17T19:12:04.615-07:002009-07-17T19:12:04.615-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Mandie Laforethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12545495212975401892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-31107473269796530022009-07-17T18:32:56.517-07:002009-07-17T18:32:56.517-07:00Andy, the food looks amazing. I'm going to ha...Andy, the food looks amazing. I'm going to have to get me some Cuban food, and soon!!Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04961494814213782183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473417209310175930.post-18105085101099639722009-07-17T12:07:05.667-07:002009-07-17T12:07:05.667-07:00My mother made chicken broth from scratch. I'd...My mother made chicken broth from scratch. I'd come home from school and the whole house would smell like chicken broth, and I'd know that I would be eating nothing but Matzoh Ball soup for the next three days. <br /><br />She also made her own latkes (potato pancakes). I can never eat any latkes besides hers. They are small, and crispy, and she spends days before the Hanukkah party just cooking batches and batches of them. I always ate them with salt and apple sauce on them, but my father liked his with sour cream.Anna The Oldestnoreply@blogger.com