Full disclosure, my meatloaf recipe is not MY meatloaf recipe. It is the recipe my Stepfather’s Mom used and it is absolutely fantastic. It is one of those perfect meatloaf recipes that is not too dense and just enough onion and spice. I make it at least once a month and it is great the night I serve it and even better the next as sandwiches. I used to make this meatloaf casserole recipe ten years ago or more with a group of seniors I used to teach cooking to and it was one of our favorite recipes. I decided…
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The funny story about this Tomato Pasta is that I found the recipe in an old cookbook and decided to make it for my boyfriend at the time. I can’t remember the name of the cookbook now, but the recipe was so good that for years after we broke up, my ex would mention this pasta to me any time I ran into him. I made some changes to the recipe from the original one that I found in the cookbook back then. I think this version of Tomato Pasta is the best one because it uses such simple ingredients…
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My Aunt has been talking about this recipe for Chicken Swiss Extraordinaire for years. It was the first recipe she made for my Uncle on their one year wedding anniversary. It has now been over 40 years and it is still a recipe that she makes to this day. I was visiting for a few days and I asked her to show me how she makes this Chicken Swiss Extraordinaire and she did. Boy was it delicious. It is a very simple recipe that requires minimal ingredients, it has such great flavor. It is perfect for special occasions but it…
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Someone I know always orders the chopped steak at restaurants because he is afraid it will be taken off the menu and go extinct if people don’t order it. I’m not exactly sure where the concern comes from, but clearly the dish evokes a memory for that person that he doesn’t want to see die. I think we all have certain foods that are connected to memories of a good time or a specific person and with the lapse in teaching cooking skills to recent generations, a lot of these recipes have literally and figuratively died with their keepers. Thinking…
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