My best meal ever would have to be, Thanks Giving dinner. Every Thanks Giving the my brobdingnagian family gathers together at my Grandma Shirley’s house for a astonishing and mind-boggling meal. My mother always makes her glorious deviled eggs, made with the well known miracle whip, boiled eggs (of course), paprika, and my grandmothers classified, delicious, that make the eggs worth wild ingredient. And my Aunt Di always brings her stupendous baked corn, that is never dry and may I add that it doesn’t take long to vanish. This is one of the two times that all of the family is together and gets along, and the really is what makes this dinner special. Pulling in the stone drive way my heart starts to race, for the aroma of the food quickly plays with my stomach as I open the car door. The main course of meat to be served is a slow cooked, tender, mouth watering turkey or glazed, juicy ham with pineapple. Do-it-yourself mashed potatoes with melted butter and a hint of sour cream mixed in, toped with the home made turkey gravy. Nothing makes my eyes widen more then the desert that is to come when the outstanding dinner is finish, my Grandmothers home made better then sex cake, with its German chocolate cake, crumbled heath bars, carmal, and whipped cream (bet your mouth is watering already), nothing hits the spot more then a peace of this to good to be true cake. All this and more is why Thanks Giving Dinner is, “The Best Meal Ever”.
It’s traditional to have different meals every day in Jamaica. Every day of the week, Jamaicans eat different meals, and repeat the same meal the following week. This tradition has been passed down from generations to generations. My favorite day of the week to eat dinner is on Sundays. Sunday is when the moms started cooking at 1pm. They would season the chicken and let it sit in the refrigerator until the family comes home from church. After church, that’s when the magic happens. The greatest meal ever made, Rice and Peas with chicken, along with potatoes salad and cole slaw on the side. My mom would start off by getting a coconut. She would then break it and use the coconut juice to cook the rice. That’s one of the greatest taste anyone can ever taste. The taste of the coconut juice in the rice. Then she would put escallion and thyme in the rice. The smell of the escallion and thyme is what keeps you on your feet. You can’t wait to taste it, after you see that it has a smell that great. When the rice starts to boil up with all the seasoning in it, escallion, thyme, pimento seed, and pepper, is when everyone nose tries to escape and get a hold of the food. The peeper is what gives the rice a hot, spicy type of taste. If you don’t know, Jamaicans love spicy food. The reason why moms would season the chicken in the morning is so that the season will get to simmer down in the chicken. Everything you can think of is added to the chicken. Onion, tomatoes, pimento seed, salt, black pepper, hot pepper, browning, and any other seasoning that you would like to add to it. She would then fry the chicken and when she gets done frying the chicken, she would add a little bit of water to it. Then let it cook down. Even that smell will have anyone going crazy. It will have you going into the kitchen every five seconds to see if it’s done. As for the potato salad, she would add a number of eggs to it with a number of potatoes. She would add mayonnaise, mustard, and just a little bit of relish. Then the cole slaw would come into play. She would cut up one or two cabbage very small and threat a number of carrots. Then she would add a little sugar, mayonnaise and vinegar to it. The sugar is what gives it the sweet taste, that none could ever live without. There is never a Sunday Dinner without fruit juice. Mom would make the best fruit juice with oranges, pine apples, guava, and mango. This has always been a tradition. My mom passed it down to me. I was cooking my favorite meal at the age of 11. My mom would go to work and she will come home to a nice, well cooked, Sunday dinner. I now look back on those days, cause now I have to cook my own favorite meal.
The Most Memorable Meal The most memorable meal for me was thanksgiving of 2003. It started about 2 o’clock Thursday, after noon at my grandmother’s house. The food sent waves all around the block. From miles Away you can small the great scent of country bake chicken. The table was set up with dark red plates, white napkins, shiny sliver folks and spoons. On the table laid so many delicious dishes. The turkey reminded me of milk dud, how it laid on the table so smooth and brown. The corn would put you in the mind of the sun how it looked so golden and bright. The collards looked like light green forest trees that can eaten. The cakes and pies looked as they were made by the bakery how neatly made they were. Just looking at the pies gave you cramps in your body. It was an ever lasting smell of fresh apples and cinnamon that left your mouth dulling. The taste was like no other. It was a very soft and moist texture with a taste of hot tangy, sizzling, apples and cinnamon. The baked chicken left a rich seasoning taste that made you want more and more. The taste of collards was like a soft scour feeling. The turkey was baked in a heavy celery favor that just left you tasting mid- salty, tangy sensation. the turkey was also stuffed with pineapples and wiped with a little bit of honey glaze. The tasty dish would leave you biting every finger on your hand. It would’ve also, left your foot swinging without notice. If you where there then you would know how I felt just tasting all these dishes. I went the dinner weighing 120 but came out weighing 128 pounds. The exquisite and sensation taste left me in thanksgiving for about a week wanting more and more dishes. That’s why I can’t wait for this year’s thanksgiving holiday, for the fact that I get to taste much more new dishes family members come up with. Some might call it greedy but I call it needy, meaning I need new dishes to taste. This is indeed my most memorable meal of all times.
Most Memorable Meal After Coming from being out to sea and eating on the ship, which taste nothing like mom use to make, the first thing on my list of things to do is to make a big pot of hot steaming Louisiana style Gumbo. There is nothing like walking into a house fill with the of spicy aroma of gumbo. The spices are so strong it makes your noise run. The smell of the crabs in the pot steam with thick dark brown gravy. The smell alone brings a smile to ones face. As the steam hit your face it’s like having a hot facial tingling your whole face. If u got a cold, boy let me tell you it clears up quickly. The stuff nose becomes runny. As you take the first bite the sweat beads being to forum on the fore head. The mixer of meat is heavenly after one bite the world seems to be more of a peaceful place. The flavor of the gray over the rice is rich with the meat juices you can taste every bit of food mixed in. It’s a most to eat this dish with a spoon to get every last drop of mouth water taste . Now gumbo isn’t gumbo with the rich taste of salt crackers to set it off. This server as two possible one to help keep your mouth cool and the other to give that nice salt taste to the meal. A bowl of gumb is like being on an island with nothing but yourself, laying on the beach with the wave rowing across your feet. AH Gumbo.
The most memorable meal would have to be Christmas dinner of 1997.This meal was the best that I have ever had in my life. I had just graduated from Recruit Training in Great Lakes Illinois. When I walk in to the house, I was overwhelm it was stupendous amount of food. The aroma of the food sent your body into ecstasy. A perfect display of dessert was arrange, mountains of cakes, and pies. Over on a table all alone was a cake that my grandmother made from scratch. It was her famous 5 layer cake, with one bite you are going on a blissful out body experience. Cover in soft whipped chocolate icing, mouth watering buttery yellow cake. The turkey had an illuminating bronze glow the lighted the entire room. It had been stuff with home-made bread dressing. The fragrance of sweet onions, celery, apples, and pineapples dance around the room. My aunt Sandra made her magnificent potatoes salad; it is made with broiled white potatoes, onions, mustard, sugar, eggs, mayo (Duke Mayo), and paprika. You know if from the south you have to use “Dukes”. The potatoes salad had a smooth texture that almost melted in your mouth. Also my mother made this marvelous baked 3 cheese macaroni. It is prepared with a blend of shaper cheddar, Parmesan, pepper-jack, and numerous of other spices. My grandmother prepared collard green with ham hocks. It was a rich green color and season just right. Also she made some of here well known house gray. This was a celebration of triumph, and for them to show how proud they were of my graduation from boot camp. This meal will forever stand out as the most memorable meal ever.
Favorite meals My favorite meals would have to be something like a gyro, a New York pizza, or a Philly Cheesesteak. I also like chicken and rice. I know people are thinking that my favorite meals are so typical, but I am from New Jersey and it’s just an up-north thing, you feel me. Now let’s start with the gyro. A gyro is made with lamb and beef with this special sauce that makes your taste buds want more. Then they simply wrap it in a 6-inch pita bread topped with lettuce and tomatoes, um yummy. New York pizza is so tasty. They have the biggest slices of pizza I have every seen in my life. When you taste a bite of this pizza, the cheese is so packed and juicy that it falls down like waterfalls. Too much cheese is never enough. The toppings are crazy, whatever you want they will make. A fruit pizza, vegetable pizza, a meat pizza, anything, you name it. Where do I begin with the Philly Cheesesteak? Oh first things first, if it’s not from Philadelphia it’s not a Philly cheesesteak. The bread is so soft like cotton; the meat is seasoned so tenderly, chopped up and thrown on the grill to cook. So tender and tasty. You can even add your own toppings. I prefer the chicken cheesesteak, with salt, pepper, ketchup, cheese and fried onions. Even though I love the up-north food, chicken and rice will always be my favorite of all times. Any type of chicken with seasoned rice is so satisfying to me, but my favorite is curry chicken with seasoned spicy rice. It gives me an extra excited rush in my body. Sorry, I couldn’t just have one particular meal. I love food. I can’t help myself. Overall these are my favorite altogether.
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“The Best Meal Ever!”
My best meal ever would have to be, Thanks Giving dinner. Every Thanks Giving the my brobdingnagian family gathers together at my Grandma Shirley’s house for a astonishing and mind-boggling meal. My mother always makes her glorious deviled eggs, made with the well known miracle whip, boiled eggs (of course), paprika, and my grandmothers classified, delicious, that make the eggs worth wild ingredient. And my Aunt Di always brings her stupendous baked corn, that is never dry and may I add that it doesn’t take long to vanish. This is one of the two times that all of the family is together and gets along, and the really is what makes this dinner special. Pulling in the stone drive way my heart starts to race, for the aroma of the food quickly plays with my stomach as I open the car door. The main course of meat to be served is a slow cooked, tender, mouth watering turkey or glazed, juicy ham with pineapple. Do-it-yourself mashed potatoes with melted butter and a hint of sour cream mixed in, toped with the home made turkey gravy. Nothing makes my eyes widen more then the desert that is to come when the outstanding dinner is finish, my Grandmothers home made better then sex cake, with its German chocolate cake, crumbled heath bars, carmal, and whipped cream (bet your mouth is watering already), nothing hits the spot more then a peace of this to good to be true cake. All this and more is why Thanks Giving Dinner is, “The Best Meal Ever”.
Sunday Dinner
It’s traditional to have different meals every day in Jamaica. Every day of the week, Jamaicans eat different meals, and repeat the same meal the following week. This tradition has been passed down from generations to generations. My favorite day of the week to eat dinner is on Sundays. Sunday is when the moms started cooking at 1pm. They would season the chicken and let it sit in the refrigerator until the family comes home from church. After church, that’s when the magic happens. The greatest meal ever made, Rice and Peas with chicken, along with potatoes salad and cole slaw on the side.
My mom would start off by getting a coconut. She would then break it and use the coconut juice to cook the rice. That’s one of the greatest taste anyone can ever taste. The taste of the coconut juice in the rice. Then she would put escallion and thyme in the rice. The smell of the escallion and thyme is what keeps you on your feet. You can’t wait to taste it, after you see that it has a smell that great. When the rice starts to boil up with all the seasoning in it, escallion, thyme, pimento seed, and pepper, is when everyone nose tries to escape and get a hold of the food. The peeper is what gives the rice a hot, spicy type of taste. If you don’t know, Jamaicans love spicy food.
The reason why moms would season the chicken in the morning is so that the season will get to simmer down in the chicken. Everything you can think of is added to the chicken. Onion, tomatoes, pimento seed, salt, black pepper, hot pepper, browning, and any other seasoning that you would like to add to it. She would then fry the chicken and when she gets done frying the chicken, she would add a little bit of water to it. Then let it cook down. Even that smell will have anyone going crazy. It will have you going into the kitchen every five seconds to see if it’s done.
As for the potato salad, she would add a number of eggs to it with a number of potatoes. She would add mayonnaise, mustard, and just a little bit of relish. Then the cole slaw would come into play. She would cut up one or two cabbage very small and threat a number of carrots. Then she would add a little sugar, mayonnaise and vinegar to it. The sugar is what gives it the sweet taste, that none could ever live without.
There is never a Sunday Dinner without fruit juice. Mom would make the best fruit juice with oranges, pine apples, guava, and mango. This has always been a tradition. My mom passed it down to me. I was cooking my favorite meal at the age of 11. My mom would go to work and she will come home to a nice, well cooked, Sunday dinner. I now look back on those days, cause now I have to cook my own favorite meal.
Eng099
October 15, 2007
The Most Memorable Meal
The most memorable meal for me was thanksgiving of 2003. It started about 2 o’clock
Thursday, after noon at my grandmother’s house. The food sent waves all around the block. From miles
Away you can small the great scent of country bake chicken. The table was set up with dark red plates,
white napkins, shiny sliver folks and spoons. On the table laid so many delicious dishes. The turkey
reminded me of milk dud, how it laid on the table so smooth and brown. The corn would put you in the
mind of the sun how it looked so golden and bright. The collards looked like light green forest trees
that can eaten. The cakes and pies looked as they were made by the bakery how neatly made they were.
Just looking at the pies gave you cramps in your body. It was an ever lasting smell of fresh apples and
cinnamon that left your mouth dulling. The taste was like no other. It was a very soft and moist texture
with a taste of hot tangy, sizzling, apples and cinnamon. The baked chicken left a rich seasoning taste
that made you want more and more. The taste of collards was like a soft scour feeling. The turkey was
baked in a heavy celery favor that just left you tasting mid- salty, tangy sensation. the turkey was also
stuffed with pineapples and wiped with a little bit of honey glaze. The tasty dish would leave you biting
every finger on your hand. It would’ve also, left your foot swinging without notice. If you where there
then you would know how I felt just tasting all these dishes. I went the dinner weighing 120 but came
out weighing 128 pounds. The exquisite and sensation taste left me in thanksgiving for about a week
wanting more and more dishes. That’s why I can’t wait for this year’s thanksgiving holiday, for the fact
that I get to taste much more new dishes family members come up with. Some might call it greedy but I
call it needy, meaning I need new dishes to taste. This is indeed my most memorable meal of all times.
Most Memorable Meal
After Coming from being out to sea and eating on the ship, which taste nothing like mom use to make, the first thing on my list of things to do is to make a big pot of hot steaming Louisiana style Gumbo. There is nothing like walking into a house fill with the of spicy aroma of gumbo. The spices are so strong it makes your noise run. The smell of the crabs in the pot steam with thick dark brown gravy. The smell alone brings a smile to ones face. As the steam hit your face it’s like having a hot facial tingling your whole face. If u got a cold, boy let me tell you it clears up quickly. The stuff nose becomes runny. As you take the first bite the sweat beads being to forum on the fore head. The mixer of meat is heavenly after one bite the world seems to be more of a peaceful place. The flavor of the gray over the rice is rich with the meat juices you can taste every bit of food mixed in. It’s a most to eat this dish with a spoon to get every last drop of mouth water taste . Now gumbo isn’t gumbo with the rich taste of salt crackers to set it off. This server as two possible one to help keep your mouth cool and the other to give that nice salt taste to the meal. A bowl of gumb is like being on an island with nothing but yourself, laying on the beach with the wave rowing across your feet. AH Gumbo.
The Most Memorable Meal
The most memorable meal would have to be Christmas dinner of 1997.This meal was the best that I have ever had in my life. I had just graduated from Recruit Training in Great Lakes Illinois. When I walk in to the house, I was overwhelm it was stupendous amount of food. The aroma of the food sent your body into ecstasy. A perfect display of dessert was arrange, mountains of cakes, and pies. Over on a table all alone was a cake that my grandmother made from scratch. It was her famous 5 layer cake, with one bite you are going on a blissful out body experience. Cover in soft whipped chocolate icing, mouth watering buttery yellow cake. The turkey had an illuminating bronze glow the lighted the entire room. It had been stuff with home-made bread dressing. The fragrance of sweet onions, celery, apples, and pineapples dance around the room. My aunt Sandra made her magnificent potatoes salad; it is made with broiled white potatoes, onions, mustard, sugar, eggs, mayo (Duke Mayo), and paprika. You know if from the south you have to use “Dukes”. The potatoes salad had a smooth texture that almost melted in your mouth. Also my mother made this marvelous baked 3 cheese macaroni. It is prepared with a blend of shaper cheddar, Parmesan, pepper-jack, and numerous of other spices. My grandmother prepared collard green with ham hocks. It was a rich green color and season just right. Also she made some of here well known house gray. This was a celebration of triumph, and for them to show how proud they were of my graduation from boot camp. This meal will forever stand out as the most memorable meal ever.
Favorite meals
My favorite meals would have to be something like a gyro, a New York pizza, or a Philly Cheesesteak. I also like chicken and rice. I know people are thinking that my favorite meals are so typical, but I am from New Jersey and it’s just an up-north thing, you feel me. Now let’s start with the gyro. A gyro is made with lamb and beef with this special sauce that makes your taste buds want more. Then they simply wrap it in a 6-inch pita bread topped with lettuce and tomatoes, um yummy. New York pizza is so tasty. They have the biggest slices of pizza I have every seen in my life. When you taste a bite of this pizza, the cheese is so packed and juicy that it falls down like waterfalls. Too much cheese is never enough. The toppings are crazy, whatever you want they will make. A fruit pizza, vegetable pizza, a meat pizza, anything, you name it. Where do I begin with the Philly Cheesesteak? Oh first things first, if it’s not from Philadelphia it’s not a Philly cheesesteak. The bread is so soft like cotton; the meat is seasoned so tenderly, chopped up and thrown on the grill to cook. So tender and tasty. You can even add your own toppings. I prefer the chicken cheesesteak, with salt, pepper, ketchup, cheese and fried onions. Even though I love the up-north food, chicken and rice will always be my favorite of all times. Any type of chicken with seasoned rice is so satisfying to me, but my favorite is curry chicken with seasoned spicy rice. It gives me an extra excited rush in my body. Sorry, I couldn’t just have one particular meal. I love food. I can’t help myself. Overall these are my favorite altogether.
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