This past weekend was Pi day (3-14-15). Being married to a science nerd and being somewhat of one myself we found it noteworthy this year that it was not only 3.14 but 3.1415. So of course I used it as an excuse to bake a pie. Yes, I know the two are completely unrelated but I enjoy the play on words and any excuse my husband can make for me to bake a pie he will in fact make. When I asked him what kind of pie he would like he responded with cherry. Now, cherry pie is not my favorite kind of pie but I agreed to bake one for Pi day.
Instead of turning to the trusty internet or Pinterest as I often do I decided to turn to a cookbook, a very special cookbook. A cookbook that my mom worked on developing for our family for nearly a year. Since my brother and I have grown up and moved out on our own we have often emailed, text, or called her for various recipes that she made while we were still at home. As her retirement from work approached she decided it would be fun to take on a new project, to make a family cookbook. For almost a year my mom spent her time picking all of our brains for family recipes, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and even their families. In the end it turned into an incredible family cookbook full of 5 generations of recipes.
She used heritagecookbook.com to create the actual book. I helped her edit along the way and found the website and company easy and great to work with. My parents gave everyone in the family the book for Christmas this past year. Let me tell you what a joy it was to be a part of those gatherings as everyone poured over the cookbooks and the memories brought back by all the recipes. This book not only covered the typical meal recipes, but sweets, crafts, snacks, drinks, and everything in between! It has been so much fun to read through the book and be able to read all the stories and look at all the pictures that went along with the recipes.
Not all recipes are gourmet recipes, some family members are just not cooks but their children still remember the spaghetti or the chili (all from a can) that they would make and the memories that were formed while sharing those meals together. And that my friends is why meal time and sharing meal time with others is one of my favorite things. It isn’t always about the food, it’s about the company. The connection with one another as we cook a meal for or loved ones or share a meal with new friends, the conversation and memories that are formed around that table, that is what matters.
Last weekend when I pulled out that book it was to bake my great grandmothers cherry pie….
Cooking brings me such joy, but cooking that connects me to people brings me an even greater joy.
Do you have any favorite memories or recipes from your childhood?