Mom's Recipes


 

There is no question that Mom's Recipes will need some explanation here. I have to say it was a real trip down memory lane when I typed these recipes into the computer. I can see her recipe book, I believe much of it was hand written by her into an old Hilroy scribbler. There were oil stains on the front of it and on many of the pages because that book got quite a workout from her. When I saw Norma & Al's names on one of the recipes I remembered the rare visits we had with the "Manitoba branch" of the family. So many of them are gone now too. There is a recipe from Grace Mollison, who was Mom's hairdresser forever. Grace was far more than a hairdresser, she was Mom's friend, confidante, adviser in many things. I sometimes went with Mom when she went to get her hair done and because I stayed quiet (yes, it is possible) I heard all sorts of gossip that was probably none of my business. I loved every minute of it.

Going through the recipes also brought back some memories. The "Puffed Wheat Squares". She probably made that one hundreds of times. When we lived on the farm there was always a large bag of puffed wheat in the pantry. Like many things, the bag was usually taller than me. To this day, the rare times that I smell puffed wheat, I am back in that pantry again, opening the large bottom crisper drawer of the old fridge to get an apple that I would polish up for Dad. He often had an apple after supper while sitting in the living room watching Gunsmoke or Sea Hunt.

The most important thing to remember when looking at these recipes is that when Mom wrote them down she always knew exactly what she meant but few other people did. Her cooking skills were legendary and when she wrote a recipe out there was a vast amount of information about it that she didn't need to bother writing down. That's why, when relating a recipe to someone she would always be using phrases like, "until it looks right", "until it feels right". Getting her to explain how she made something was always both hilarious and frustrating. For me, it was always part of her charm. In the cookbook she would sometimes list some ingredients and give no directions. She didn't need directions, she knew what to do. You are warned: use these recipes with caution.

INDEX OF RECIPES