Having just returned from a fabulous annual family get together that started with 12 members back in the early 80s and has now grown to 40 plus, I was reminded that I am not alone in my passion for food as I put together my doggy bag of fudge, empire biscuits and Christmas cake all home made by aunts and uncles in the family. I’d arrived as usual with boxes and tubs amidst a kitchen buzzing with stories of recipes, mishaps and my dear old Nana’s vol au vents and apple cake.
Pastas, chilli, quiche and chutneys, ginger cake, caramel shortcake to mention just a few dishes, reflected the depth of culinary experience within my ‘wee’ family and newly ignites a pride and passion for food and baking that will no doubt stand me in good stead for the year ahead.
For all you folks that tell yourself you can’t bake or cook, take a leaf out of my family book and try it. Of my Nana’s 6 children, ALL of them took some influence from her tips and encouragement becoming great homebakers and NONE have had any professional training. The joy is that it is being passed on to my generation and no doubt will stretch further in the years ahead.
Food brings people together. We laughed, we cried, we ate and we ate some more and a thoroughly good time was had by all. Now I’m off to have another of my uncle Paul’s Empire biscuits!