A Food That Reminds Me Of My Youth

From a giant pot, this was all that remained.

From a giant pot, this was all that remained.

My mom’s beef stew. Little chunks of tender beef, potatoes, carrots, onions, and celery. That’s all, nothing fancy, hot and savory and filling and GOOD. I can remember on REALLY cold winter mornings having a big bowl of stew, with a couple of slices of bread and butter, and then a piece of apple pie with cheese on.

For breakfast.

I defy even the sacred oatmeal to stick to a rib like THAT breakfast!

So in deference to the weather, I made a big pot of it this week, but forgot to take a picture of it while it was steaming hot and shiny.

 

 

***In response to what I THOUGHT was a Daily Prompt, but now that I’m looking for it for attribution, I can’t find it. So I’m just going to present it as a random Here’s a Youth-Related Food Memory post.***

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