I was brought up in a “food is love” culture. My big Polish American extended family were all about food. If you loved someone you cooked for them if you lived them back you ate. How much you loved someone depending on how much you ate. My Grandmother was a phenomenal cook. Her homemade noodles drying on a table were the stuff of my drea…
I was brought up in a “food is love” culture. My big Polish American extended family were all about food. If you loved someone you cooked for them if you lived them back you ate. How much you loved someone depending on how much you ate. My Grandmother was a phenomenal cook. Her homemade noodles drying on a table were the stuff of my dreams. But I was always told to “eat the meat not the bread”. The thought of chewing a piece of meat for what seemed like hours still gives me a gag reflux. I started to pick meat out of everything, soup, (giblets!!!) casseroles everything. And I dog was really happy about this. College was my time of reading cookbooks and cooking what I liked. When I found a recipe for braised cabbage with basmati rice and brown lentils I had found the perfect food. Then it all became a variation on that theme. I’m 64 now and I have 6 grandchildren. I’ve observed that their natural inclination is for veggies and fruits, waffles, smoothies etc. no food was ever forced at my home even raising six littles of my own. My saag paneer using tofu is a universal hit. Thanks for the great laughs and fabulous recipes that make me feel great and delight my company.
“Food is love” is the hardest because they truly mean well! But everyone should be allowed to choose what they eat and I’m so glad you passed that lesson on. Saag paneer with tofu is such a classic!!!
I was brought up in a “food is love” culture. My big Polish American extended family were all about food. If you loved someone you cooked for them if you lived them back you ate. How much you loved someone depending on how much you ate. My Grandmother was a phenomenal cook. Her homemade noodles drying on a table were the stuff of my dreams. But I was always told to “eat the meat not the bread”. The thought of chewing a piece of meat for what seemed like hours still gives me a gag reflux. I started to pick meat out of everything, soup, (giblets!!!) casseroles everything. And I dog was really happy about this. College was my time of reading cookbooks and cooking what I liked. When I found a recipe for braised cabbage with basmati rice and brown lentils I had found the perfect food. Then it all became a variation on that theme. I’m 64 now and I have 6 grandchildren. I’ve observed that their natural inclination is for veggies and fruits, waffles, smoothies etc. no food was ever forced at my home even raising six littles of my own. My saag paneer using tofu is a universal hit. Thanks for the great laughs and fabulous recipes that make me feel great and delight my company.
“Food is love” is the hardest because they truly mean well! But everyone should be allowed to choose what they eat and I’m so glad you passed that lesson on. Saag paneer with tofu is such a classic!!!