Food Memories in General food and drink discussion Posted February 9, 2006 My mom would often prepare the "sunday midday roast" on Saturday night. She wouldn't cook it, just prep it and cover it with foil and stick it in the fridge. Her reasoning was that while we were in church the following morning, my dad who stayed home, could handle popping a roasting pan into the oven at a specified time. I remember being a little girl, and constantly opening the fridge door to "check" on the pork loin, beef, whatever....Up until bedtime, multiple times, I'd make sure it was still there. First thing in the morning, I'd make sure it was still there. I loved looking at it, imagining how it would taste. I never heard a word of mass, all my thoughts were about the roast, and concern that my dad would forget to put it in ( which had happened) and we'd be delayed in eating. I have always adored Sour Cream/Onion soup dip. Crazy about it...while others in our family liked it, none matched my enthusiasm..it was by far my favorite food. so I knew that when my mom bought it, she had me in mind. And, my mom was not a big chips/junk food buyer. I can clearly remeber the feeling of coming home from school, and seeing that red and white Breakstone's container, and knowing that it was proof that my mom was thinking of me. Now, my childhood wasn't the smoothest, so that feeling was more rare than it should be in a child, but I remember it so distinctly. In grappling with overeating issues later in life, it was fairly easy to see the emotional connection I have to sour cream and similair foods...each mouthful was like a little hug. Finally, I remember going to place in New Brunswick NJ called Chick's Inn, on Fridays during lent, with my extended Italian Catholic Family. there was an accordian door seperting the bar from the restaurant, and while the adults would filter over tot he bar, the kids would be left to their devices at thte table, with perhaps a few older aunts to stand guard. I preferred the regular fried flounder platter, but if you got the fried flounder SANDWICH, you got a frilly toothpick in each quarter...I adored those toothpicks. Plus, they were great under the table pokers for annoying male cousins. I still keep those toothpicks in my pantry, the box must be 15 years old..my sons used to love them in their sandwiches as well..and also discovered their sword capabilities. this is a nice thread, thanks for starting it.