5 Foods I Wish My Kentucky Grandmother Could Cook For Me Right Now

There's just something about a Grandmother's cooking that tastes better than anything you've ever tasted.  I can name three things I wish she could cook for me right now.

MY GRANDMOTHER WAS THE BEST AT EVERYTHING

I'm sure many of us feel the very same way.  Our grandmothers are like real-life Angels right here on earth.  I am positive mine was.  She could literally do anything.  She raised six children on a farm.  Took care of her home, went to church, cooked every single meal she put on the table from scratch, and had her family in line.  In my eyes, she was a Saint!

I remember visiting her house as a little girl and she always had something special for me when I walked through her back door.  It might have been something she had sewn or something she crafted together to give me to let me know I was thought of and loved.

The most vivid thing from my childhood was the smell when you entered my grandparent's farmhouse.  It always smelled amazing because something was always on the stove or in the oven.

My grandmother has special things she would cook for each one of us.  To this day only Grandmother could truly make it taste the way I loved.  She has been gone a little over a year now and I sure wish she could make me some of her comfort foods.

5 THINGS I WISH MY GRANDMOTHER COULD COOK ME RIGHT NOW!

Many people probably want these elaborate meals cooked for them but at Grandmother's it was simple farm living.  They grew and canned all the vegetables.  The taste is different.  It's fresh and full of comfort.  Grandmother didn't use a whole lot of seasoning in her food either.  I can remember butter, sugar, salt, and pepper.  She let the flavor of the foods do the work.  I know we're from the south and you've heard we cook with all kinds of things but Grandmother had magic in her sweet little hands and I am pretty sure her secret ingredient was LOVE.  She had the biggest heart and in everything, she did she worked at it as if she were working for the Lord.  She didn't slack.

I'm sure you're thinking what is so special about corn anyone can make it.  NOPE, not like Grandmother.  She put it in a frying pan and to this day I still don't know what she did but Lord Jesus it was heavenly.  I could eat the whole pan alone.

You would never go to Grandmothers without having green beans and corn with a meal and most likely ham and homemade biscuits.  Her green beans were southern.  She used sugar for sure and mean what southern woman doesn't!  They were mouth-watering and delicious.  Give me all the green beans.

My favorite thing she cooked and quite possibly my favorite food EVER.  Macaroni and tomatoes.  It really is a southern thing.  There are two other people in my life I love with all my heart that adore this same dish and none of us knew the other had a love for it until we met.  My best friend, Meredith, and my husband, Joe.  I can't tell you how many times I've prepared this meal and told someone what we were having and the look on their face...PRICELESS.  As if to say "What in the heck is that?"  Well, I'll tell you Macaroni and tomatoes is a dish all alone or can be added to all kinds of meals.  I would say it is the best thing to bring to a potluck.  It is by far my favorite of all the comfort foods in the world.

Dilly Beans.  Grandmother didn't introduce these to me until I was a bit older.  I am pretty sure I was in college.  They are green beans made into pickles.  Yes, it sounds weird but it is a swimmingly beautiful combination of foods.  Now, you have to be a pickle person to like them.  The first time I ate them she sent me home with a jar.  I ate the whole jar from Hopkinsville to Owensboro...LOL.  They were so good and I have never had a canned dilly bean that tasted like hers anywhere else.

AND FINALLY...

Angel Food Cake.  You could bet the farm if it was someone's birthday there would be an Angel Food Cake on the buffet at Grandmother's.  She made it from scratch and we always got fresh strawberries and vanilla ice cream to go with it.  She made me one every single year for my birthday and I always felt so special.  My own children remember it too which makes it all the more wonderful.

What I wouldn't give to have my grandparents back in their farmhouse, gathering in their kitchen, fixing our plates, and enjoying a meal in the dining room.  It was always home for me.