I go back in time to when our mother was the chief cook and bottle washer in our home. The things she could do with that cook-stove, in today’s world, would amaze those who never even tried to cook, let alone the ones who do.
Of course, you have to admit, in some homes the cooking is done via pizza delivery or pickup at the fast food places. And there are many who probably could not cook something that was good tasting to their children, and will never see the top of an electric or gas range.
Mom could fry the eggs sunnyside up, and never undercook them. She would flip that egg over one time, for just a second, and onto the plate it went. Bacon or ham would grace that egg, and along side that would be fried mush, just like we liked it.
Mom always made her own mush. She put it in molds to get solid and then fried it until it was light brown in color. Sometimes she would decide to make pancakes with what she already fixed and pour some homemade syrup on them. A little bit of jelly off to the side gave that plate a look of greatness, as we kids would put away all that good food until full.
Most of us kids drank coffee at breakfast, so there would always be a fresh pot brewing on the stove. Mom put egg shells in the coffee, which would settle the grounds down on the bottom.
Just thinking about that makes me hungry. And, wow, could she make good biscuits and gravy.
For dinner, which would always be around noon or a little after, she would have fried potatoes or mashed potatoes, corn on the cob and green beans. The meat of the day would be ham, hamburger or sausage, maybe a pot roast, which was her decision to make.