I have always loved to cook, almost as much as I love to eat. I owe that to my Grandma G.. She started breakfast as soon as her feet hit the floor. After breakfast, she washed up all of the dishes and then started on lunch. Again, she did the dishes and then started supper. All of my memories when I was small were of her in the garden or the kitchen. She would cook all day to feed everyone when they came in from the fields. That is where my love of fresh vegetables came from. I would help Grandma pick vegetables, then she would cook them for supper. I remember my Grandma teaching me how to peel potatoes when I was six years old. We would sit under the tree in her front yard and break green beans or peel apples all day. I am very thankful for her. I grew up loving beans, potatoes, tomatoes, corn, squash, cabbage, turnip greens, zucchini and okra. I had never heard of fish sticks or hotdogs.
When our kids were small we always had a garden. They too loved vegetables. Brittany's favorite foods are still to this day corn and mashed potatoes. I could not cook turnip greens fast enough for Chad. They also had never heard of fish sticks or hotdogs. When they got a little older and we were running everyday we stopped putting out a garden. Now that it is just Brent and I, we have started gardening again for the past couple of years. We get so much enjoyment out of it.
This photo is a peach cobbler that I made last night from peaches that we grew on the peach tree in our front yard. We planted it years ago, but last year was the first time it produced peaches, and boy were they good. Notice my old speckled enamel pan and my cast iron skillet in the background? My Mom wanted to get us a set of "Wolfgang Puck" cookware for Christmas last year but I said no thanks, I am happy with the ones I have. They remind me of my Grandma.
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