Cabbage love.
Feb 9, 2008 Food
My grandmother used to make these delicious cabbage rolls which were the simplest things to make. They weren’t spicy and they weren’t a grand production, but she always spent a lot of time rolling the rice and tomatoes into cabbage leaves before settling them to cook in tomatoe sauce.
Today, reading one of (the many) favorite blogs within my growing collection of awesome blogs, Life in the Garden of Eden, found a recipe that reminded me so much of my grandmother’s cabbage rolls that I decided that’s what we’re having today. Shawn seems sceptical that I’d want to eat anything ’so plain,’ because apparently I am pickier than hell.
It’s not so much the food I wanted to make. Each stir of the pot is a stirring of memories of my Grandmother, who was an incredible woman. Each day that passes, I am both appalled and surprised at what I have forgotten about her and what I remember.
It’s always been kind of funny to me what triggers a memory or what we end up associating people with. A smell, a sound, a piece of music, color, fabric–do you have any warm and pleasant memories that are triggered by something? Do you do it often on purpose for comfort, or find yourself stumbling accidentally over good memory-finds?
If you’re curious, here’s the recipe: http://www.home-ec101.com/one-pot-meal-ground-beef-and-cabbage-skillet/
