Writing 101 – Day Ten

Today’s Prompt: Tell us something about your favorite childhood meal — the one that was always a treat, that meant “celebration,” or that comforted you and has deep roots in your memory. Free free to focus on any aspect of the meal, from the food you ate to the people who were there to the event it marked.

My mother is an excellent cook and she cooked everyday. It was a celebration everyday! There are two things that really stick out in my mind. Not meals but they were comforts to me as a kid.

Her biscuits for Saturday breakfast and her desserts. Biscuits with Brer Rabbit Syrup made Saturday morning cartoons and Kung Fu theatre so much better! I would watch her make the dough and then help her cut the biscuits. As I am typing this, I am smiling so hard at the memory. It really makes me want to jump on a plane right now. I can smell them. Although, I was her helper I cannot make a biscuit to save my life! For shame. HA HA!

For my birthdays, my mother always knew what kind of cake I wanted…German chocolate cake! There is NOBODY and I mean NOBODY that can make a German chocolate cake like hers. Yes, I said NOBODY. No point in debating it. I would always get the spatula from the icing and eat the remnants from the bowl after she iced the cake *sighs*. As a kid, knowing she was making my cake made my whole entire year. I still get the same cake if I am in town.

Of course, without question, her pecan pie is the thing dreams are made of! Dreams, I tell ya! I remember tussling with my younger brother just to be the first one to get the first piece once it cooled. Usually she made one for holidays, whether it was Christmas or Thanksgiving. Even now, people request that pie in particular. Every time I go home, I still call before I get there just ask if she’ll bake one for me. My brothers and I still “fight” and tease one another about this pie. If I am not home and they get to partake, it is the worst. Imagine getting text messages of the pie and of them actually eating it. The worst!!

Here’s a picture of the one she made this past Christmas:

I love you, MOM!