This got me thinking of my mother who is still with us.
I can't think of a dish that I would consider hers or her favorite.
She is a great cook and I have been blessed by that!
The trouble is is that she uses whatever is on hand to cook dinner.
The chances of that being the same from one day to another are minute and if they would happen to be the same those are against the odds.
The more I think of this though I remember the year we had not much more than old laying hens in the freezer. We ate great but I still don't care for chicken to this day.
When the day comes that might be the way to remember her is to try to make tough old chicken taste good.:hmmm: