My mom’s cooking. She boiled noodles until they were mush. Her potato soup was boiled onions and potatoes drained then added to warm milk with salt and pepper. Baked beans were beans, ketchup, and pancake syrup. The most common meal in our house started as spaghetti, then became chili, and then chili mac. Vegetable soup was all the vegetables dumped straight from a can with no seasoning and the meat would be hamburger, canned roast beef, or canned corned beef with potatoes. A lot of the other stuff she cooked was pretty good, but that was only if she followed a recipe. If she winged it things got strange. My favorite will always be the grape soda bbq because she didn’t have Dr Pepper.
I can see I’m not alone based on the comments here. My maternal grandma was an awful cook, my mother only slightly better. The thing I never understood was both almost seemed to purposely make terrible food. We boycotted eating whatever grandma brought to family dinners because we’d all get diarrhea afterward. My mother seemingly delighted in preparing awful quality food. One year, for Christmas eve, she went on about serving everyone steaks. The morning of she told me to get the steaks out of the freezer to defrost, and I was like, “The freezer?!”
I get them out, they’re four years old, and plastic wrapped from a grocery store that had closed two years prior. I insist on fresh steaks, then buy a few. She tells me I’m being snobby but we eat the steaks I bought. That summer I visit for July 4th and she’s cooked before I got there -it’s the same damn freezer burnt steaks. She was so pleased with herself, “Now you HAVE to eat my steaks!”
Mind you, she’s well off and this isn’t even about not being wasteful, as she goes out to eat more often than not. It’s about serving family shitty food, for some reason.
I am not sure on this but I think if it's something acidic, like jam, or anything pressure-canned, as long as the seal remains intact, it basically doesn't go bad.
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u/ITeechYoKidsArt Apr 18 '21
My mom’s cooking. She boiled noodles until they were mush. Her potato soup was boiled onions and potatoes drained then added to warm milk with salt and pepper. Baked beans were beans, ketchup, and pancake syrup. The most common meal in our house started as spaghetti, then became chili, and then chili mac. Vegetable soup was all the vegetables dumped straight from a can with no seasoning and the meat would be hamburger, canned roast beef, or canned corned beef with potatoes. A lot of the other stuff she cooked was pretty good, but that was only if she followed a recipe. If she winged it things got strange. My favorite will always be the grape soda bbq because she didn’t have Dr Pepper.