Growing up my Dad made lasagna. I always loved it. Noodles, pepperoni, tomato paste, mozzarella cheese and velvets!
I never knew it wasn’t what everyone else considered lasagna until he cooked it for a ski weekend where everybody contributed a main fish. I still love it!
Interesting, after many years of not hearing his voice I found Arthur Schwartz’ (the old NY Daily News food editor and WOR talk show host) podcast. I think it was his last episode where he spoke about how people will always love what they grew up with with regards to food. Can’t think of a better example than you two!
Elsewhere, someone else was making fun of Peter Luger steak sauce for, horror of horrors, having corn syrup. I always have a jar of the stuff in the fridge, and maybe use it once a year. But when I do it takes me back to the first time I enjoyed the wonder that was Lugers and slathered that stuff all over the tomato and onions, and used it instead of cocktail sauce on the shrimp. If I never ate at the place and saw it in my supermarket I’d probably never try it either.
AMEN !!! I will never forget my first time there when the placed the gravy boat of sauce on the table and I asked my host what it was, their response: “That’s their house steak sauce”.
Then the tomato and onion and shrimp cocktail were served and he started ladling the sauce all over his apps; “What are you doing with the steak sauce” I asked!!
(almost a precursor to the current Frank’s Hot Sauce campaign) He said: " You put this sh*t on everything"…and oh yes you did.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the food of my youth. As a boy I used to go to a diner that had a memorable patty melt. It was like a combo of a grilled cheese and a burger and always served on marbled rye bread. I give you my recreation, served medium rare of course:
Last night we celebrated my daughter’s bf’s b-day, being a fellow meat enthusiast a little porterhouse, lobster tails, mac n cheese, corn on the cob and some salmon. Brown sugar covered grilled maple wood bacon as an app.