My family loves to cook, bake and eat. In my family we have carnivores, vegetarian, vegans and raw foodies. Holidays are always so fun, the food planning that’s a different story. Oh… I almost forgot, there are also people in my family, with gluten sensitivity and lactose intolerant. Even though everyone has their own way of eating, we try to make everyone happy. When my family eats, they celebrate.
We have excellent cooks and bakers in our family. My father use to own Italian restaurants. We always try to outdo one another, trying to see whose food taste the best. My grandmother used to make Panettone. It’s a soft bread, with raisins. She would make large ones as big as a pizza pan. She was the best baker in the family. Through the years we still like to carry on tradition, of making favorite dishes, that are loved ones use to make.
A favorite dish of mine, was my grandmothers apple crisp. When I make apple crisp, like my grandmother did, it reminds me of her. The smell of the cinnamon and apples, baking in the oven, brings on a comforting feeling of being with my grandmother. Even though my grandmother is no longer here, the day I make apple crisp, it feels like she is right by my side.
Do you have fond memories, of cooking with your family?
Whatever it is, it's not so bad 
I love apple crisp! So delicious – and I enjoy hearing the Italian family stories which sound so familiar now that I live over here in Italy 🙂
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It’s nice to know, that my family is not the only one that acts like that. Thank you for explaining their reasons behind it. I would like to put your post on my page, if that’s okay with you…
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Oh yeah, absolutely. I think you can just reblog it or something? (lol, I’m not really good with this as I just started a few months ago).
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I am a new blogger to… Still trying to learn the ropes. I will try to reblog your post. Thank you… 🙂
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Aw, this is so nice and I can tell you have a very beautiful family. My family doesn’t cook in the manner that you have just described, since we all live so far apart but when geography wasn’t an issue, we would sing, sing, sing our hearts out, together. Your story though, impresses on me the need never to take for granted one of the most precious gifts from God – the family.
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I am glad you like my post. Your family sounds wonderful, with everyone singing. Sorry, you all live so far apart. My dad lives in Florida now, so I do miss cooking with him. You are right about family, gods gift, they should never be taken for granted. Its hard sometimes if I am arguing with my brother or sister…lol.
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LOL! I know that feeling.
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I can’t even attempt to cook as well as my grandmother – but I have some of her kitchen tools – her cake rack in particular reminds me of her and all those wonderful things she made every time I use it. And with those memories I can almost taste and smell 🙂 Great post – thanks for giving me the opportunity to think of her again.
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Thanks you so much for the lovely comment. I was hoping people would have fond memories, as well as being able to imagine the taste and smell of the cooking. I am glad you were able to think of your grandmother again. 🙂
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