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Hi,
my name is Joan Donogh. I grew up in a small town in
rural Manitoba, Canada (Souris to be exact). Every Sunday
we would go to my Grandma and Grandpa's for dinner.
There were two alternating menus - roast chicken and
roast beef.
My
Grandma was Cornish, and she was defined by her cooking.
She baked buns every week, and when we grandchildren
visited we went straight to the fridge or the cupboard
for a cookie, then we would say hello!
The
only spices that existed in Grandma's kitchen, I think,
were salt and pepper. Plain, no nonsense, meat and potatoes,
that's how my Mother learned to cook. Although, for
Mom, cooking was mostly a chore - making a full dinner,
including dessert, day in and day out, for five people.
Luckily,
I loved cooking, and I began at an early age to bake
cakes and cookies, and soon graduated to casseroles,
pies, and bread. I cut recipes out of the daily newspaper
and tried them out every week. My two brothers became
accomplished cooks too.
When
I turned 18, I moved to Toronto, and have been here
ever since. And of course, my culinary experiences have
broadened a lot. But still - there's something about
a taste of home.
And
it's a taste of home that has inspired Now....you're
cooking! Let's share the food and memories of the past
- and let's make some new memories too!
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