Remembering my mother and all the wonderful things she cooked. Her recipes were all watch and learn. Nothing was written down, just passed down.. goulash, red cabbage, strawberry cake, bean vegetable soup. So many wonderful old German recipes that her family loved. They never quite taste as good as when she made them. Every bite is a memory.
We love and miss her every day.
My oldest sister married a man of German descent. We all called his mum (Magdalena) Oma. I can recall her cooking delicious dishes of German origin when she became part of our family. ⊙︷⊙
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