Over the holidays while visiting The Boyfriend’s family, I saw his mom had a Better Homes & Garden Cook Book. Hers was one of the old school red and white gingham binders from the 70’s, stuffed to the brim with hand written notes and yellow fraying recipes from years of use.
I loved it.
So while out stocking up on glassware last week, I came across the perfect little book to hold all my future recipes. I’ve always heard the best ones come from word of mouth, from tried and true recipes passed down from generation to generation. And now I have the perfect little book to hold all of them.
As I perused her recipes, a collection amassed from the last 20-30 years from friends, family and magazines, I realized (thankfully) food has drastically changed over the years. Most of her older recipes involved a jar of mayonnaise or some form of gelatin, neither which is one of my favorite ingredients.
Except I do like my frenchie frites and aioli…
And while I did receive Fifty Shade of Kale for Christmas, I agree that family recipes are usually the best.
But for some reason, I’m thinking Fifty Shades of Kale isn’t as interesting as its predecessor.