Fooooooood & Family

My first memories with food and my family were with my dad. My father graduated from the culinary institute of America in New York instead of going to college. He has always had a passion for food and especially traditional foods with his own little spin. He has written two cook books of our family’s favorites that he has redone in his own way. My first memory was with him stirring the ice cold homemade ice cream in the old fashion metal mixer that came from my great grandparents. Although my dad is an excellent chief he does use a little help from my grandma who has all the family recipes known by heart. She has created dishes including to a pork chop with mushroom soup, mashed potatoes and frosted flakes that is slowly cooked in the oven for approximately one and a half hours. My mother on the other hand is terrible at cooking anything even the common household items such as macaroni and cheese. She often seems to think that the fire alarm is a cooking timer or that steak is really supposed to smoke that much while cooking it on the grill. Half the time all you can see is the center of whatever she cooks since the edges tend to be a charcoal black. I am a decent cook for only being 20 years old and never really trying to create anything elaborate. I stick to the more common college courses such as macaroni and cheese, simple pasta dishes, and of course the occasional grilled filet minion. If I really wanted to I could create a fine dining quiescence that would spectacular but I chose not to follow in the steps of my father. My fondest memory that I have wound is of picking fresh berries in the fields with my grandmother. It tends to be the one I most remember because it is one of the only memories I have of her. I still think it is the best because of the setting that we were in the fresh dew on the grass and the slight fog in the air the smell of a rain fall from that morning and I remember that the sun had just started to come up is we walked through the groves. It seemed like all the world was at peace and we were joining it.