I always knew where my pork sandwiches came from. I’d been staring at the lifeless eyes of a roasted whole pig on an annual basis since I was five years old. Eyes that didn’t mean anything but, “I’m feeding your entire family tonight, and your mom will creatively insert me in various meals for at least a week.”
I find it fascinating to learn about a person’s go-to recipe. Their secret weapon. A tried-and-true recipe that they’ve kept close to their heart not only for its versatility, but also for its crowd-pleasing ability. These are the recipes that define a person. Astrological signs? Pfft. Ask them what they cook for the people they love.
I have an uncle who brings out the big guns every Christmas Eve – a huge, creamy caramel flan. Every year we experience the same routine – cr…Continue Reading