Saturday, August 28, 2010

My Earliest Food Memory


The first time I remember something about food was when I was about 6 years old.

My mom had spent the day painting a very old picnic table.  She had dropped it on her foot and broke her toe.

That evening, I walked into the kitchen and saw my DAD at the stove frying hamburgers in a pan.  I had never seen a MAN cooking before in my life, and the thought of a man cooking had never crossed my mind!  What a sight.

It's a memory I cherish and one of the few I have of my dad.  I don't remember my dad cooking anything else.  He passed away about a year later in a car accident.

What is your earliest food memory?


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