What dish do you want to have one more time? When I was a kid my parents

[applegrove]

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had friends whose wife was from France. So she could cook. But she grew up in Asia. She made Mongolian Hot Pot for my parents one time at the cottage. She made sieve spoons out of screen material and wire. I got a taste of the seafood that was simmering away in the pot at the centre of the table. Some day I will find a restaurant that makes it. Some day.

[kayakjohnny]

1. My Dad's flank steak, with my Mom's rice-a-roni.

Somehow those two just worked together.

I know, I know... I always post the same answer every time a thread like this pops up.

But I really, really, really loved my Dad's flank steak and my Mom's rice-a-roni.

It is something a person would probably have to taste to understand properly.

Both were kind of salty by the way, but I wasn't thinking about that in the mid sixties.

I was a little bugger that didn't understand the overuse of sodium.

[RebelOne]

2. A Maine lobster. n/t

[grasswire]

3. there are Mongolian hot pot restaurants!

You could probably find one in Calgary or Vancouver, eh?

[applegrove]

6. I should look into that.

[Rhiannon12866]

4. My grandmother's pirogies

My mother's mother came from Poland and made everything from scratch. My favorites were her pirogies, remember her slamming dough on the kitchen table and the smell of them frying up in the pan. She made them with kapusta (sauerkraut). I'm told that the potato kind are Russian.

My mother never learned to make them and my aunt, who could, lived across the country and passed away last year. I've tried the fresh and frozen kind, but they bear little resemblance. That grandmother died when I was in my early 20s, before I took an interest in cooking. Wish I'd paid more attention as a kid.

[friendly_iconoclast]

5. My mom's "Hawaiian" pulled turkey sandwiches.

I've no idea how authentic the recipe was, but they were damn tasty regardless, smoky and sweet in just the right proportions...

[nuxvomica]

7. Duke Zeibert's Hungarian Goulash

My dad took us to Washington when I was a kid and we went out to dinner at Ziebert's. My dad knew Duke from the old days before he went to DC. I got a big plate piled high with buttered noodles and the goulash was in what looked like a steel gravy boat with a cover and it's own ladle. The meat was so tender and the sauce so savory, I was in heaven. But the portions were very generous and I couldn't finish it all. One of the waiters, an Eastern European fellow, sat down and started lecturing me on cleaning my plate. He was so serious about it, it was hilarious.
I've had goulash every time I was in a restaurant that offered it, including the Budapest Cafe in Boston, but none ever compared to Duke Zeibert's.

[virginia mountainman]

8. My grandmother used to make..

Fried Cornbread "fritters" I miss them, and her dearly.

[HopeHoops]

9. Steamed asparagus.

I only have a few months left to wait and the bed will be FULL of it. More than we can eat. Yum.

[HappyMe]

10. My grandma's kolachki, poundcake,

sausage & sauerkraut. My mom's chop suey.

I know that's more than 1 dish, but I just can't replicate any of those recipes. When I used to try, my sons would say 'uh oh, mama's having a mad scientist day'.


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[Tikki]

12. As a teen I worked in a coffee shop and the cook there made...

the most outstanding Tuna Noodle Casserole.

It was so good that it sold out nearly every time it was on the
menu flier.

The other waitresses and I would scrape down the pans just
get the last bits.

I would love, love a plateful of that Tuna Casserole.

Tikki