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Comfort Food

Day 21

Nothing says home like comfort food. The smell, the taste and often times the simple thought of it induces a feeling of well being and happiness. It can be a memory from our past or some flavor combination that maybe stimulates something in our distant DNA. I am not a scientist, so I do not know, but what I do know is that food and memory go hand-in-hand.


eggs and toastThis morning was chilly here in the foothills. The overnight temperature hit 42 degrees F. We have not yet hit the freezing mark, but we have danced around it several times. Our house has a lot of windows so the house is not always toasty warm in every nook and cranny. I have already donned my fleece pants and sweats to keep me warm.

When I started thinking about breakfast, I knew immediately I wanted ‘chopped up hard boiled eggs’ — a breakfast meal we had many times growing up. It is a homey concoction of hard boiled eggs chopped up with butter and salt and pepper. Always served with buttered toast. It is warm and inviting and says everything about home and sitting around with family in our PJ’s enjoying a meal together. My husband has never tried it. He thinks the idea of putting butter on hard boiled eggs is not at all appealing.

Most of my comfort foods I associate with growing up seem to revolve around breakfast. My grandmother made pancakes — hotcakes as she called them — always served with butter and warm syrup. The syrup had to be warm. I am sure a warm breakfast meal was always important as it was often very cold in the valley where I grew up.

My other breakfast favorite was leftover biscuits, sliced and toasted under the broiler, served with butter and syrup. I am seeing a pattern here – warm foods, butter and warm syrup. Maybe I just respond to carbs more that the average person.

Of course there were meals I did not like AT ALL. We often had oatmeal to which my grandmother added raisins and brown sugar. Lord, save me from warm puffy raisins. Ugh. The other was ‘corn meal mush’. Cornmeal cooked in boiling water served hot with milk. Yuck. It was especially bad when I bit in to a lump of dry cornmeal that did not get mixed well with the water. Nope. Do not miss that at all.

Cast Iron Cooking

Cornbread seems to be served in one or two basic ways. Sweetened or unsweetened. I like both okay, but warm unsweetened cornbread with melted butter (butter again!) is a food I will never tire of. Always baked in a cast iron skillet in a hot oven so you get an amazing browned crust.

I remember one meal at my maternal grandparents house. We sat down to eat when my grandmother brought a plate to the table, slices of delicious warm cake — or so I thought. It was cornbread. My paternal grandmother never sliced her cornbread, it was always broken, so sliced cornbread was new to me. I was sorely disappointed (even though I love cornbread) to learn I was not destined to have cake for dinner that day.

The other comfort food always made in a cast iron skillet, was pineapple upside down cake. Again, butter in the skillet, slices of pineapple and brown sugar topped with a rich batter and baked in a fairly hot oven. My mouth waters just thinking about it. We never had cherries on ours and it is still my preference not to have cherries. But it must be warm.

Every southern cook has a cast iron skillet. It is used for everything from eggs, to cornbread, to frying chicken and even dessert. Definitely a must-have in my kitchen.

My Mom

My mom was a great country cook. She made wonderful fried chicken with biscuits and milk gravy. I have never been able to achieve her level of expertise in frying chicken. She would never buy a pre-cut chicken – it always had to be whole so she could cut the pieces the way she wanted them. It was the best – hot or cold.

The other thing my mother used to make was a salad/dessert we just called ‘banana salad’. It was simple – a banana sliced in half lengthwise. The flat surface of the banana spread with Miracle Whip, then topped with chopped peanuts. The idea of this delicacy seems to turn more people’s stomaches that any food I talk about. But, it was so delicious. Unfortunately, I developed a minor peanut allergy late in life, but I discovered that it is just as delicious with chopped cashews.

Cool Weather Fare

Panang CurryNow that we live where there are four seasons, we are getting back to eating more hearty meals. Especially in the winter. We look forward to sweater weather and pots of homemade soup. I absolutely love Trisha Yearwood’s recipe for chorizo and kale soup. It is so good and one we eat often (with cornbread of course). My husband also makes a killer homemade vegetable soup that has also become a winter staple.

It’s not just food you make at home. It’s food that speaks to us. Last night it was take-out Thai food from a great local Thai restaurant. I had Panang Curry as I always do. My daughter got me hooked on it and it has become one of my favorite comfort foods. Maybe I will even try to make it myself someday if I can find kaffir lime leaves somewhere locally.

Comfort means a lot in this crazy world. I do not eat the foods I mention often, but they are foods that mean home to me. And home means comfort.

“Food is a lot of people’s therapy. When we say comfort food, we really mean that. It’s releasing dopamine and serotonin in your brain that makes you feel good.”
Brett Hoebel




6 thoughts on “Comfort Food”

  1. Food memories are powerful. Thanks for sharing yours, Maggie. I can’t imagine eating warm, chopped hard-boiled eggs with butter for breakfast, but it’s lovely to know that you cherish doing that.

    My grandma was a country cook, as you describe your mother to be — she made fried chicken and pancakes on a wood-fired stove, in my childhood memories. I have a vivid memory of her storage pantry, filled with glass jars full of canned green beans and tomatoes.

    My mother wasn’t much of a cook, but she taught herself how to cook healthy food for us — the electric skillet was one of her go-to devices, for over-cooked pork chops and “sweet and sour chicken.” I started cooking at about 12, when she went back to school, although I baked much earlier. My first dish was a curried chicken dish, for some reason. How odd. I have another clear memory of serving that up!


    1. Hi, Lisa. Yes, food memories are powerful, aren’t they? Later in life, my Mom also cooked in an electric skillet. I have one, too, and if I fry chicken, that is my preferred method. I love the memories of beautifully preserved food in glass jars. Our lives are so much simpler now, but we have lost so many skills that were common for our grandparents.

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  2. My go-to comfort food is macaroni & cheese. For a few years as a child, it was the one thing I would consistently eat. This was before I grew up and my taste buds came to life. 😉
    Somewhere in my kitchen, a cast iron skillet is hiding. Many servings of Hamburger Helper were cooked up in that skillet, way before I started going vegetarian.
    Next time you get Thai food, try some of the Tom Kha soup. It’s divine! :q


    1. Victoria, I still love homemade mac and cheese. I love to mix it up with various cheeses. I did not realize you were a vegetarian. That cast iron skillet could serve up some good roasted veggies. I will make a note of the Tom Kha soup — I am always up for new food experiences.


  3. I so relate to comfort food. In my younger days most comfort foods came from my paternal grandparents. We would visit them in the 50s and 60s. It was such a pleasure to have the homemade gefilte fish, matzoh ball soup, and brisket. We never had 3 or 4 course meals at home. So watching my grandmother cook was a comfort in itself. I learned what it meant to have a kosher kitchen thanks to her. I learned to respect the food rules way before I understood the reasons for them.
    My comfort foods now are mac and cheese, homemade soups, and any warm chocolate dessert.
    Thank you for reviving some fond memories of my childhood.
    Gentle hugs,


    1. Lauren, I have watched a couple of home renovation shows where they installed a kosher kitchen. It was fascinating. Most of the shows I watched had duplication of many appliances and cabinets in the kitchen which I cannot imagine many people can afford. I would love to know how most people accomplish it. I love soups, too, and am always looking for new recipes so feel free to share! 😊


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