Eggplant Parmesan Stacks I wish I could remember my first bite of eggplant; the truth is I didn’t grow up with it, but believe it was on my birthday in my favorite Italian place or at least I think so….
Roast Beef All the Way Home
Roast Beef All the Way Home Dad was a sandwich man for almost 30 years. He became THE sandwich maker for the Senate and House of Representatives in the capitol of Albany. Anyone who was anyone had one of his…
Diner Days- Puddings and More
Diner days- Puddings and More I was raised in the kitchen at my parents’ Bassett Diner in the mid 50’s. Feeding customers is what they did. Dottie was making bread pudding, tapioca, stews, soups, and chili con carne. Bernie served…
Let Them Eat Rectangle Cake-For Now
Let Them Eat Rectangle Pan Cake – for Now Most of my cakes have a funny story attached, I suppose. They seem to either be too dry and you’ll need a large glass of milk for every bite, or they…
Kneading Dough
Pizza Memories Growing up in New York pizzerias were in every section of the city. As a young girl, on the very block where I was born, was our neighborhood pizzeria and we’d run into Molly’s Pizzeria to get a…
Caramel Popcorn
Caramel Popcorn This recipe for caramel popcorn came to me in Hawaii. I lived there from 1978-1985. My husband was an Army soldier; someone had to sacrifice and protect our nation. We all volunteered. It wasn’t that hard, except for…
Chicken Pot Pie
Growing Up The first dish I ever served up was smashed canned peas and evaporated milk. It was the only thing in the pantry at the time. I can see my younger sibs lined up like little birds waiting to…
Cranberry Bogs
Cranberry Bogs Thanksgiving isn’t Thanksgiving without the plop squeezing of the can of cranberries jellied on the plate. I’m the only one in the family that enjoyed my congealed serving on my plate next to the turkey slices. I’ve tried…
Snow Ghost Chocolate Cream Pie
Chocolate Cream Pie When I was a young girl, my dad and mom ran a diner. We lived and ate nearly every meal there. That’s where I learned to love the black and white tiled floors of the 1950’s, and…
Fluffy Pancakes
Fluffy Pancakes I wish I could remember my first pancake, but the truth is I can’t. I do remember the first and last recipe I found back in the 1970’s and I have been stacking them up for breakfast and…