Whats the first thing that comes to mind when you think about your mum and dads cooking?

[PunnyBeaker]

Ready meals

My dad never ever did any or would have considered it, lol. He worked dontcha know, ergo everything in the home was my mums responsibility. Unfortunately she was a terrible cook, lol. It was a family joke she gave Ria from butterflies a run for her money. She baked great cakes though, and we got home made cakes for every birthday, but god dinner was dire, I still have issues with food.

My Mum was an excellent cook. She had taken a cordon Bleu course and it showed (her own mother was a terrible cook so she had taught herself anyway).Cheesecakes, whole poached salmon,roast dinners, rack of lamb with little chef hats (it was the 1970s).

Dad, not really a cook. He tried to cook pasta in a pressure cooker once and the safety valve flew off.

Food was my mothers way of showing love . She was a chef and we had a.large varieties of meals when I was a child ALL with boiled potatoes including a curry she made and serves with rice.

My dad becaue a good cook after they divorced and was willing to experiment

Potatoes. Every dinner involving potatoes. Sausage and mash, fish & chips, roast dinner, pie and mash. They didn't like rice, pasta, pizza or any food deemed 'foreign'. It was mostly home cooked though.

From my DGM, when the cauliflower went in the saucepan (whole), dinner was an hour away.

DM couldn't even make a decent sandwich - the butter never went to the edges.

Mum - spare ribs, corn beef hash, ham jambalaya and Swedish beef. Also, Findus Crispy Pancakes and a lasting sense of reluctance at having to cook.

Dad - macaroni cheese. Once in a blue moon.

I’m not a bad cook at all, I must have inherited this from my grandmothers. But that creeping sense of apathy still rears its head every once in a while and I reach for Deliveroo. My mother would have been Deliveroo’s biggest fan.

Same here - no foreign muck in their house.

We did have rice though, in a milky pud with a burnt top.

My mum made us lasagne a few times, using a jar of pasta sauce and a jar of white sauce. Not great, but what was very odd about it was that she served it with boiled potatoes and broccoli on the side. She and Dad ate out fairly frequently so it's odd that she hadn't noticed that's not how it was served in Italian restaurants. Her meals were much more successful when she stuck to dishes that went nicely with potatoes in some form and one or two other vegetables, plainly boiled. (She didn't overcook vegetables, and we always had them.)

My dad cooking himself a Marks and Spencer's pizza with chilli beef and kidney beans on it?! That he'd eat with branston pickle. It was all he ate during the week!
Never seen such a thing since. I used to eat his crusts dipped in the pickle. 😂

My mum used to make this lovely prawn stir fry and the secret ingredient was sherry!

cooking what was in season and the best we could afford. Delicious.

Dad's chips were the best. It was best not to look at the bowl of meat juice fat stuff in the fridge that made them magic.

Scottish- med fusion, it made for some very interesting meals. Haggis Koftas anyone ?

Mum - Lots of home grown fruit and veg. Food home made from scratch.
Dad - Burnt

My mum was a great cook.

My dad would only get involved for special occasions, such as dinner parties. He would take all day to cook something that was faintly exotic and quite revolting (I remember a "curry" in particular that took all day, and had the total of one teaspoon of mild curry powder in it). After my mum died though he actually became quite a good cook. I think he had always fancied it but was caught in the stereotypes of the time, and knowing he wouldn't be as good as my mum.

Adventurous.
Born in the 60s we regularly had “ foreign food” for tea …..spaghetti bol , lasagne, noodles, curry etc. this was way before it became commonplace. A Chinese businessman’s’ lunch in the City was a particular treat !

My dad - weaponised incompetence. Deliberate performance of 'oh goodness it's so hard'.

My mum - stress! And terrible food hygiene. It's a pity because she is a decent cook and she would love to imagine she's a brilliant one, but all my memories are of her having a tantrum, bursting into tears, shouting at everyone. She never really 'got' food hygiene anyway, but it's got worse as she's got older and you constantly have to walk the high-wire of risking telling her she probably ought to wash her hands between handling the raw fish and the salad, or risking a meltdown.

Great . My mum cooked for her job but she always came home and mostly cooked from scratch . My dad had 2 allotments and we also grew vegetables in the garden .
They kept chickens so we always had eggs & chicken and he would trade them for rabbit ( I'm talking a 70s childhood ) and he also went deep sea fishing as a hobby so we had fish .
I guess I was bought up on a very healthy diet .

Enough mashed potato to sink a fair sized ship.

Always meat and two veg.

Mum, stew, veg boiled for days, bland

Dad, cereal - he never cooked when we were kids but does all the cooking since he retired. Although That’s mainly beige freezer to oven stuff.

Mum - God I miss that woman. Her food felt like home. Tasty, hearty dinners.

Dad - Fantastic on the BBQ (now at the age of 33, I realise my Mum would have bought everything, prepped everything, and handed my Dad the meat)

Dad - traditional, follows recipes to the letter, very competent

Mum - adventurous, in that she did classes or would ask our immigrant neighbours (we were all immigrants in our neighborhood where I grew up) how to cook their family recipes.

Large Italian and Jewish immigrant community so we are a LOT of fresh pasta and Yiddish food.

This was the 70s. Our British cousins found our food pretty exotic, I later found out 😄

Tuck! My mum couldn’t cook.

Bland.

My mum doesn’t use any salt. At all. Not even in the water to boil pasta or rice.

Predictable. Same meal on the same day every week.

But we didn't have much money and meal planning now I can see how much easier it makes life.

I grew up in the 60's though, so no microwaves, very little ready prepared stuff, no freezer in the house and no car so shopping little and often. Bored the life out of me when I was young, but I understand it now.

Home cooking from scratch
Warm plates
A set table
Serving dishes and utensils