Mom labeled this one as "Noelle's Favorite." It's an almost no-fail recipe that's quick and easy to boot......But although it made the family cookbook in 1980, even I've replaced it with Pillsbury's pre-made crusts in the refrigerated section.
Every family gathering included a relish tray filled with food that was never seen at any other time of the year. Pickled eggs, sweet Gherkin pickles, pimento stuffed olives, and even heart of palm. Most of this seemed to be enjoyed most by my great aunts, with the one exception of mom's deviled eggs. This is still a treat that I'll grab up lickety-split at any pot luck meal.
It may be true only in my memory, but orange jello with carrots and pineapple was a staple with our meals, almost as much as a green lettuce salad is in other households. The addition of cream cheese and marshmallows makes this the company deluxe version.
This will take a call to mom to remind me exactly what size she meant for each "pkg." But I can certainly still remember the wonderfulness of a spoonful of sugary strawberries snuck from the thawed out block.
Fajitas from Primo's Mexican Restaurant were judged tops overall of the 12 restaurant entries in the Houston Restaurant Associations Fajita Meet in 1986. We were already fans of the restaurant, so when the Houston Chronicle printed the recipe, I clipped it and have been pulling out the yellowed copy ever since. Now that my daughter is heading out on her own, it's time to send the family treasure with her.
This might as well be titled, "Mom's Hodge-podge Home-made Hamburger Helper." Although I seldom cook with hamburger, this is a wonderful example of how mom taught us how to improvise, adapt, and experiment to the nth! This one's being added for posterity! The next time I pour in a cup of salsa because I'm out of tomatoes, I'll think of mom and blow her a kiss. MUAH!
This was one of Dad's favorites, plus it felt special whenever mom made it because I didn't know of any other families who ate salmon. It was especially good when Mom added a little fat to the skillet to give a crispy golden brown crust to the patties.
Mom used the recipe straight off the box of the Quaker Oatmeal canister. This has always been extra special because of the warm thoughts it brings to me of my Aunt Marshee who worked at the Quaker Oatmeal plant as an executive assistant for most of her professional career.
Bushels of Jonathan apples during apple season always triggered mom to make at least one pot of stewed apples and a second pot of red hot apples. Once these cooled down in the refrigerator, these apple treats made a perfect sweet ending to a weeknight meal.