Last night I got home a little later than normal due to breaking news. Anyways...when I got home the boys were almost done eating and my wife had already finished her dinner. So I got some chicken and fries left over from the other night and put them in a pie pan in the oven on broil. A little bit later they were more than warmed up...they were burnt just slightly the way my Mom, AKA Grandma Judy, likes them.
So I sit down to eat and I eat most of the food I've prepared. There was a fry that was more burnt than I like. Parker, on the other hand, apparently likes really burnt food. He points to my plate and gets all excited about the burnt fry. So I give it to him. And he couldn't have been happier when he was chewing up and swallowing that burnt fry.
A bit of history...growing up my Mom and my Grandma always cooked things till they were slightly burnt on the edges. Just a little bit. My wife, on the other hand, was raised where if things were just a little brown on the sides the dish might be ruined. Just the two extremes I guess. I tell you this...I enjoy both of their cooking very much.
2 comments:
laughing ad.......love the little print and I am glad to know the tradition is continuing...you know my grandma jenny always ate the burned chocolate chip cookies...I love this......and all of you!!!
I like being your sister. I am glad you are my brother.
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