What food did your grandmother (or if not your grandmother, your mom) make better than anyone else?


For me it was my grandmother's crespelle.
But for us, our crespelle were not a sort of crepes, but instead were crispy, deep fried yeast-risen bread sticks (like a deep fried grissini) which were then sliced and filled like a sandwich with Italian cold cuts, oil-packed anchovies, and other things found on an antipasto tray.

Oh man my grandmother (rip) use to make the best cabbage rolls. Just thinking about it makes my mouth

My mom is a great cook, so it's hard to even begin to enumerate the things that she makes better than anyone else. She makes a great lasagna, with the best gravy ever, as well as great eggplant parm. She also makes the best braciole, which she has yet to teach me. She cooks tons of things that aren't Italian as well. For example, she makes the best potato pancakes I've ever had, and she makes them from scratch.

And her desserts are legendary. She makes a great Italian cheesecake, great chocolate mousse, a wonderful lemon souffle and something named Creme de la Creme, which is made with heavy creamy and unflavored gelatin.

Man, am I hungry.

My mom made the BEST chicken franchese in the world. And also the greatest chocolate chip cookies, from scratch, that I ever had. She also used to make a homemade chocolate bar with almonds and marshmallows that was to die for!


Don Cardi

Going to Grandma's was always a treat. She was a wonderful cook. Especially on holidays. You'd walk in and smell the fresh Italian bread (which was the best I've had)baking in her wood burning stove.

We'd always "start out" with Italian style breaded chicken with potatos, gravy, salad, etc. However, after that was cleared away we'd have her famous posta with sauce (we don't call it gravy SB :p ), meatballs, sausage, a stuffed rolled meat that my family called (I'll sound it out) brushaluni. Ahhh, and desserts consisted of Italian cookies, pies of all kinds an italian pastry "sfhingi" (sp)which I haven't had since those good old days.

Boy, you never realize the wonderful memories you're making while your making them. God, I miss those days.


TIS

My Grandmother is a great woman. She's raised me, taught me and instilled many of the ideas I have about life and truth that I have to do. That said, there isn't a damned thing she cooks that doesn't want to make you contemplate suicide.

Now, my Dad is the cook in the family. He can grill a steak like no man alive. He knows the secrets, and I supose that comes from the years of working in retaurants.

My mother's mother was born in Neaples and was a real super cook. She could cook anything, but her specialities were parmesan aubergine, delicious! And, of course, she got a secret recipe for a superb tomato sauce which made any kind of pasta an heavenly food!
My father's mother was an excellent cook as well. She was born in Tuscany which made her cooking a totally different thing compared to the other Grandma's, less greasy and poorer, still it was delicious! She could cook the most wonderful crostini, chicken and fried potatoes you can possibly have on earth!

Considering that my mother also is a wonderful cook, I should have inherited at least some of their skills. But none emerged till now. My only speciality is getting other people to cook for me! Oh, and I can make a good espresso!

Grandma's Pineapple Upside Down Cake and Rice Pudding. She was big on desserts.

French Toast!

Everything, although my ma cooked with better sauce when it came to Pasta.

Eating other people's cooking when it came to being used to family food was like watching an edited version of a very gory/vulgar movie.

My Nana used to feed me haggis,jaffa cakes & bananas
A healthy balanced diet