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Best Meal of Your Life

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 What is the best meal of your life? The answer can be very detailed or it could have been a bottle of wine , some bread and someone special. Try to include all of your senses not just taste or sight. Bring the whole experience to light. I hope it brings many pleasant memories to you. Happy cooking

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There is a small seafood shack beside the ferry terminal in Oban, Scotland that I walked past several times over a rainy three days in November about seven years ago.I was starving and grabbed a crab sandwich on whole wheat bread to eat on the train ride to of the biggest regrets of my life is that I didn't get off at the next stop and go back and get another one.
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I wouldn't say it was the best, but it does stand out in my mind.  It was the first baked ham my mother every set in front of me.  I simply haven't tasted another like it since.




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This is a toss up one meal was my grand mothers Chicken she cooked in  pressure cooker.It was an old German recipe from the family (she would not give it to me and took it to her grave) Or a dirty little taco stand in Mexico. Those are the 2 best meals of my life. Not once has any 5 star gourmet meal ever impressed me as much as those 2 meals.

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My grandmother, Anna Lutz, had a place out by one of the rural lakes near Dowagiac, Michigan, Lutz's Country House. Never ate there ( that I remember) and to be honest don't remember much of her cooking in detail. It was just always good. Would love to find an old menu from the place, no doubt classic 1950's American comfort food.


Don't remember that much of my mother's cooking, either. But I DO remember huge trays of chicken wings coming out of the oven, smothered with herbs and sour cream. They were SO good!


I say huge, though I think they were just normal size baking pans, but when you are only about this tall, they look really big.


I prepare wings these days in many styles, baked, fried, grilled, all sorts of savory sauces, but to this day Mom's wings - heaven. I think it was really just a packet of Italian dressing mix sprinkled on the wings. Cancer took her when I was 10, never got to ask.

Food nourishes my body.  Cooking nourishes my soul.
Food nourishes my body.  Cooking nourishes my soul.
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Italian dressing on chicken was the rage amongst moms who came of age in the 40's and 50's, it worked.




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I sat here pondering and there was a particular meal that probably doesn't seem all that special, but the circumstances just made me recall it over the years. As kids around 11 yrs old, my friend and I had decided to ride our bicycles a fair distance to go visit another friend at his grandmothers. This was during the summer in FL, and anyone that has had the experience of being here knows that obscene thunderstorms can come upon you in a moments notice. I felt the air turn cold and heard thunder in the distance and told my friend we had better go right away.


We raced as fast as we could, the few miles back to my house. All the while dark clouds were coming closer to us and lightning (the real reason we were afraid). Here's an image I snapped a few weeks back that show the kind of summer thunderstorm I'm referring to.



We raced into my yard just as the big drops started to fall and the wind was whipping the trees around. We dumped our bikes and ran inside, our little bodies filled with adrenalin from the experience.


My mom brought out "chef salads" she had prepared for dinner and had held while she was waiting for us to get back. I think it was the expression of care and enjoyment my mother took in making us food. It was one of the best ways she could express her love for us. I sat there watching the rain pour down outside and eating my delicious salad and felt safe and loved. That's why that is the best meal I've ever had.

Edited by eastshores - 7/5/14 at 10:38pm
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What a wonderful story @eastshores and how unexpected that you enjoyed a salad while it rained.

Mine involves potatoes, which should be no surprise to anyone. Although this scenario took place many times in my childhood it's all just one big memory. I used to accompany my grandparents to their various farms which are scattered around outside of our hometown in Krete. Each location had a makeshift kitchenette, just a little room with a small counter, some cutlery and plates, a hose and bucket for running water, a portable gas hot plate and a cot so that my grandfather could catch naps in thr middle of the day. We spent our days farming and building out appetite. When it was time to break for a meal we'd wash our hands with soap and lemon and wait for the food which was always picnic style, already cooked by my grandmother at dawn and always accompanied by fresh bread, cheese and wine, always. But sometimes she would make fresh food right in those little huts. Fresh cut French fries in olive oil and fried snails. Amazing.

The best location was out in the olive tree groves which were situated on the side of the mountain. The terrain is rather rocky and my grandmother would cook the potatoes in a frying pan on an open fire on rocks. Luckily I'm going to see her next week smile.gif

"You are what you eat, so don't be fast, cheap, easy, or fake."


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