What is your grandmother's signature dish?
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What is your grandmother's signature dish?
Is there a recipie that your grandmother did or does better than anyone you know? For me, no restaurant can top my gram's spaghetti and meatballs and almond cake. She did not share the ingredients until I got married!!
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Unfortunately, both my grandmas passed away many years ago. I do have a pastry-like cookie recipe from the (now) Czech Republic which my mom (also passed) wrote out as a newlywed from her mother-in-law (who made her life miserable for 47 years, but that's another story...).
It's an extremely complicated cookie she spelled "Rollicky" (pronounced "roll-i-key"): a fragile sour cream and yeast dough which required overnight rising and rolled out so thin you could practically read through it. The fillings (prepared from scratch, not canned) always included poppyseed, apricot, or cinnamon-raisin-walnut. This cookie is somewhat akin to the Jewish cookie ruegela (sp?), but the dough is much, much thinner.
The family tradition was that these cookies were made only at Christmas. (The degree of difficulty may have had something to do with that!) Mom generally made 3 or 4 recipes (double the walnut, our favorite) which consisted of 3-4 dozen apiece. We'd eat them until we nearly burst, gift our neighbors, and freeze plenty for post-holiday but pre-Lent treats.
The dough prep began after dinner and went on well past midnight the day before; baking was an all-day affair. As youngsters, my sisters and I were the official filling tasters. We also brushed the egg wash over the tops of the cookies before they went into the oven. As we got older, our attempts to learn how to roll out the dough or add just the right amount of filling or roll the delicate dough around the filling were so disastrous that eventually we abandoned the kitchen when Rollicky time came around.
The year my mom finally became too ill to bake any more my dad tried his hand at the dough -- what a disaster! The cuss words were flying! When dad remarried, his new wife tried to make the cookies once -- and that was enough for her. Dad tried a few years on and off before passing from end-stage Alzheimer's.
I'm embarrassed to say that as an adult I've never once taken up this family challenge (nor have either of my two sisters). But your post has inspired me, chicagopizza -- this will be the "Year of the Rollicky" for me!
It's an extremely complicated cookie she spelled "Rollicky" (pronounced "roll-i-key"): a fragile sour cream and yeast dough which required overnight rising and rolled out so thin you could practically read through it. The fillings (prepared from scratch, not canned) always included poppyseed, apricot, or cinnamon-raisin-walnut. This cookie is somewhat akin to the Jewish cookie ruegela (sp?), but the dough is much, much thinner.
The family tradition was that these cookies were made only at Christmas. (The degree of difficulty may have had something to do with that!) Mom generally made 3 or 4 recipes (double the walnut, our favorite) which consisted of 3-4 dozen apiece. We'd eat them until we nearly burst, gift our neighbors, and freeze plenty for post-holiday but pre-Lent treats.
The dough prep began after dinner and went on well past midnight the day before; baking was an all-day affair. As youngsters, my sisters and I were the official filling tasters. We also brushed the egg wash over the tops of the cookies before they went into the oven. As we got older, our attempts to learn how to roll out the dough or add just the right amount of filling or roll the delicate dough around the filling were so disastrous that eventually we abandoned the kitchen when Rollicky time came around.
The year my mom finally became too ill to bake any more my dad tried his hand at the dough -- what a disaster! The cuss words were flying! When dad remarried, his new wife tried to make the cookies once -- and that was enough for her. Dad tried a few years on and off before passing from end-stage Alzheimer's.
I'm embarrassed to say that as an adult I've never once taken up this family challenge (nor have either of my two sisters). But your post has inspired me, chicagopizza -- this will be the "Year of the Rollicky" for me!
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Such a great topic.....I love this walk down memory lane! (DeeBee....great story; hope you DO make that Rollicky this year!)
My Gram always made the best cherry pudding cake......and wonderful homemade bread; hot and drippin' with the honey from down the road. Oh, and that black walnut FUDGE! Hmmmm.....looks like I only remembered that SWEET stuff!
Seems like most of our "food memories" cluster around those big holiday dinners! I do most of the hosting for our large family.....and always include as many of "Grandma's and Mom's" recipes as I can.....I want the youngins' to have some wonderful memories too!.......p
My Gram always made the best cherry pudding cake......and wonderful homemade bread; hot and drippin' with the honey from down the road. Oh, and that black walnut FUDGE! Hmmmm.....looks like I only remembered that SWEET stuff!
Seems like most of our "food memories" cluster around those big holiday dinners! I do most of the hosting for our large family.....and always include as many of "Grandma's and Mom's" recipes as I can.....I want the youngins' to have some wonderful memories too!.......p

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alicia-w wrote:my grandmother never cooked a day in her life.
LOL - well mine did but she was a crabby one....made a rhubarb pie the adults drooled over and kids ran from. Oh wait maybe it was b/c she was pretty scary. My Grandpa was nice though......when I married my first husband, his Grandmother would not let call her by her name, I had to call her Grandma. It was the first time I ever wanted to use that word. She was so dear to me.....and she kept facial cold cream in the fridge - we never really wanted to eat anything she made but she was so nice.
Those are my grandmother stories....I never met my maternal grandmother....

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