If your New Year’s resolution was to go on a diet don’t read this post. Just kidding.
I’ve always loved cooking (and eating). I have fond food memories of my mom and both grandmothers.
When I was in first and second grade my mom was one of the hot dog ladies. The hot dog ladies were a group of moms who came once a week to each class, carrying a wooden crate full of hot dogs and the fixins’ (ketchup, mustard, relish, and potato chips.) I know it might not sound appetizing, hot dogs in a crate, but they were nice brightly painted crates. Anyway, back in those days everyone at my school brought their lunch. Not having to brown bag it for a day was a big event .
The excitement in the air was palpable the morning of hot dog day. During roll call the teacher would ask if you were ordering lunch that day.
All the cool kids ordered lunch on hot dog day. A sense of independence ran through me as I walked up to Mrs. DeStefano’s desk and plopped down my 50 cents (75 cents if you wanted to order milk). I was responsible for purchasing my very own lunch. And what pushed the day over the top of the awesome chart? My mom was one of the hot dog ladies. It was as if I had an in. Like I had access to an unlimited supply of hot dogs and chips because my mom was the hot dog lady. That wasn’t true, btw.
I remember Sunday dinners at both of my grandmother’s homes. I’m talking big southern spreads in which the closest thing resembling a vegetable were the butter beans with bacon we put over the white rice.
My MaMa (my mom’s mother) always made grits for me when I stayed with her. She’d load them up with butter and set the bowl on the kitchen windowsill to cool. MaMa and her sisters also used to work at a small local sandwich shop. Some of my best days ever were when she took me to work with her. I loved everything about that shop—the racks of bread, the ladies making all different types of sandwiches, the big containers of salads (chicken, roast beef, pimento cheese, etc.) and the giant fridge.
My grandmother (my dad’s mother) had this pot she always cooked those butter beans in (with bacon). The lid had a small opening to let the steam out. I remember sitting in her kitchen surrounded by all these wonderful aromas listening to the clang of the tiny piece of metal that covered the steam spout. And there was always a dense pound cake for dessert.
So, when I sat down to create, Bryson, the main female in The Dance, I decided to give her my love of cooking. She’s a foodie who dreams of a career in the culinary arts. Bryson’s style is much like mine when it comes to cooking, casual. The recipes are accessible and not scary to fix.
About a year ago I was introduced to the Blue Apron service. If you don’t know what Blue Apron is check out the site here. https://www.blueapron.com/
I love this service because all the food is fresh, the meals don’t take long to prepare, and everything is measured out for you, so there’s no waste. I use the service about once a month and it’s introduced me to some fantastic dishes.
Because I’ve been using Blue Apron, every once in a while they give me free meals to share with others. Currently, I have five up for grabs and would like to share them with y’all.
The first 5 people to comment below with your email address will win a meal.
*Full Disclosure-I don’t work for Blue Apron and I don’t receive anything by giving away the free meals. Also, you do have to enter a credit/debit card when you claim your meal but you can go in and delete once the food is delivered, no obligation.
Butternut squash casserole I made.
ADD THE DANCE TO YOUR TBR LIST