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Just what the title says.
My grandmother used to make meat balls in grape jelly and chili sauce. It was actually quite tasty, but try convincing others of that fact.
She also used to make a cucumber Jell-o mold that involved lime Jell-o and mayonnaise. Was not, am not a huge fan of it, but it tastes better than you might think. She doesn't appreciate mention of the Thanksgiving she removed the top of the mold only to find it didn't set -- the best I can describe it is as, "The Jell-o went vlooop." Since this event happened in the late seventies, she feels I should let it go, and that it wasn't that funny to begin with.
My mother used to love Kidney Stew over cornmeal mush which smells, to me, like someone's bladder exploded.
Pepper Streak is my fave meal from childhood, but all right-thinking people should understand that. Served over mashed potatoes instead of rice.
My family dips grilled cheese sandwiches in ketchup, always Heinz, and my husband spreads Miracle Whip on his. Tonight, my grandmother and I used ketchup on the chicken potpie I made, and my husband looked at us like we were demented. This from the man who thinks you shouldn't heat hot and cold things at the same time, because when the cold front meets the warm front you risk a tornado in your stomach.
My husband's family has kielbasa for Christmas -- the other stuff, too. One year, before I was a part of the family, my sister-in-law volunteered to handle it. Everybody loved it, and said they would like seconds. She told them that that was all there was, and it had seemed like plenty. I think some are still carrying a grudge.
edited, because it's grape jelly, not GREAT jelly. Still, I'm told with a name like Smucker's, it has to be good.
My grandmother used to make meat balls in grape jelly and chili sauce. It was actually quite tasty, but try convincing others of that fact.
She also used to make a cucumber Jell-o mold that involved lime Jell-o and mayonnaise. Was not, am not a huge fan of it, but it tastes better than you might think. She doesn't appreciate mention of the Thanksgiving she removed the top of the mold only to find it didn't set -- the best I can describe it is as, "The Jell-o went vlooop." Since this event happened in the late seventies, she feels I should let it go, and that it wasn't that funny to begin with.
My mother used to love Kidney Stew over cornmeal mush which smells, to me, like someone's bladder exploded.
Pepper Streak is my fave meal from childhood, but all right-thinking people should understand that. Served over mashed potatoes instead of rice.
My family dips grilled cheese sandwiches in ketchup, always Heinz, and my husband spreads Miracle Whip on his. Tonight, my grandmother and I used ketchup on the chicken potpie I made, and my husband looked at us like we were demented. This from the man who thinks you shouldn't heat hot and cold things at the same time, because when the cold front meets the warm front you risk a tornado in your stomach.
My husband's family has kielbasa for Christmas -- the other stuff, too. One year, before I was a part of the family, my sister-in-law volunteered to handle it. Everybody loved it, and said they would like seconds. She told them that that was all there was, and it had seemed like plenty. I think some are still carrying a grudge.
edited, because it's grape jelly, not GREAT jelly. Still, I'm told with a name like Smucker's, it has to be good.