Food memories

I have a few fond food memories from my childhood. One of which was the Sunday lunch most of the time it would be roast chicken. Occasionally other meats. But it would always have Yorkshire pudding and spring greens (when available), carrots & marrow fat peas ( these were the veg I’d eat as a kid) and roasted potatoes. I’d also be in the kitchen to test the gravy just before serving. Because my grandad made the best gravy. I’ve never managed to replicate it. Even though he showed me.

Another food memory was my grandads Welsh rarebit ( as it was known in our house) . This is a recipe I did learn to replicate and I enjoy it on occasion to this day. One of the many things I’m looking forward to making in my new kitchen. I don’t think it is actually rarebit as it has tomatoes and onions in it and I’ve never found a recipe like it. But that’s what it was always called and always will be. Spread it on a piece of toast and back under the grill until it’s bubbling. Just making myself hungry now.

The final food memory is a grilled plaice fillet with bread and butter. I regularly had this when I was ill as a kid, which was often. The reason this is so memorable apart from I really enjoyed it and again still do on occasion ( but only if I’ve caught the fish myself now). Is on 3 separate occasions after eating my plaice. I’ve ended up in A&E having a fish bone removed from my throat (not a pleasant experience).