By Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, and Amy Newmark
416 Pages (Paperback)
Date Published: November 22, 2011
ABOUT THE BOOK:
MY THOUGHTS:
This is not a Chicken Soup book full of recipes but rather a book filled with stories and memories revolving around food. When I think about it so many of my own stories and memories have a meal in them. I pretty much always remember the food we ate surrounding special occasions or good times. There were stories I could relate to in the book, like a pregnant women who craved steak during her pregnancy (she was a vegetarian though) or making a gravy mountain in your mashed potatoes and your spouse not understanding. What I love too about Chicken Soup books is that the stories are only 2-3 pages each so you can read one or more at a time. For a busy mom I sometimes only have time (and need) to read one story.
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I love the Chicken Soup for the Soul books. The heartfelt stories are perfect for a busy person to read. Although, I was hoping that this one would have a good amount of recipes in it, I’m sure it will still be a great read.
Funny food memory…when my now 14 year old was about 3, we were eating out and I was having eggs benedict. My son asked me why there was sauce on the plate under the food, and I replied that the sauce had just run down off the eggs. He sat there for a minute, really serious expression on his face, and then replied to me “but mommy, sauce doesn’t have legs.” good memory
I remember when I was little that we would get ‘dressed up’ for Thanksgiving. My mom’s friend sewn Little House On The Prairie type dresses for my sister and I and my brother dressed like an indian. We would eat Thanksgiving dinner and pretend like we were pilgrims.
Nice bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup with a buttered roll.
My first fond memory of food will be first time my dad took us to a nice restaurant (not fast food) to have sweet & sour pork/ribs. That dish is our family’s favourite ever since.
My husband always laughs at me that all my memories go back to food. One of my favorite memories is watching Inspector Gaget in my grandpa’s chair, just the two of us eating wheat thins from a small wooden bowl!!
I enjoyed learning how to cook with my mother in law so I could be a better cook for my husband.
Going to my grandmothers on Sunday morning for a good ole pan of Sweet Biscuits!!
Eating lasagna on Sundays with my family
It’s not exactly a FOOD memory….but when my son was about 3 we were sitting together looking through his baby photo album. I pointed to a picture of me when I was pregnant with him, and said “See, this is when you were in Mommy’s belly!” Clearly annoyed, he slapped his hand down on the album and said “MOM, you shouldn’t have EATEN me!” hahaha
growing up my siblings and I would come home from late or Midnight mass on Christmas Eve and make a fresh warm batch of chocolate chip cookies for “Santa”. We have all carried this tradition into our own families.
When I was 5 I came down with the flu and developed pneumonia. I was very sick for several weeks. When I began to regain my appetite my Grandma brought me a pot of chicken and dumplings, they were the best ever!
My fond food memories are of me being sick, because my dad would always make a big pot of soup for me.
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When I was cooking dinner for a friend and the entire apartment filled with smoke. Not the right way to get the attention of my friend who was also a volunteer fireman!
My grandmother always making a huge table of food and another tables of pies and having everyone there for Thanksgiving!
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Tomato soup with grilled cheese sandwich sitting around the table gabbing with my Mom, brother and step father
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I remember the very first time I tried to bake cookies on my own. I don’t know how or why, but the stove caught fire and I freaked out. Luckily my mom came to the rescue.
I remember as a kid turning on the electric beaters while making cookies and flour going all over the kitchen
My memory is my step dads mac and cheese. He never told anyone the recipe, but whenever I’d visit, I’d request a big pan of it and eat almost all of it. He passed 5 yrs ago and I sure do miss him
My memory is of the days when I was little and my grandma would make me lunch everyday! She was always such a great cook and always knew how to make a meal special
I remember,coming in to my grandma’s house on a Sunday, and the smells of a Roast and gravey and rolls, and mashed potatoes,always pie on the counter.The room was always so warm and the smells were so wonderful. I can smell it now thinking about it. I must have been 4 or 5 years old. Still one of my favorite meals.
The smells of homemade bread and gravy when my grandmother was cooking.
We always have Thanksgiving together as a family, we got married at the end of June (a long time ago)
so we decided to have a turkey dinner for our reception as we felt like it brought everyone together.
A homemade Christmas Eve dinner made my Mom, all Ukranian foods.
The best ever.
My ex used to cook this soup every time im sick. were no longer together but when im sick, i often wish were together.
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Stuffed peppers remind me of being a child!
I remember my Mom cooking chicken and dumplings.
coming home from school and all you can smell is cookies!
The first meal I made by myself was when I was 8. It was porcupine meatballs and I destroyed them!
porcupine meatballs?
Lol, porcupine meatballs just have rice added to them. But the mental image of meatballs made from porcupines is cracking me up
I remember grilling at my grandpas every Sunday
I have great memories of eating the cute little curls on the top of my mom’s lemon meringue pie
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I ate a green bean and it squirted in my little sister’s face!
My mom always makes her baked mac n cheese when I visit. Thanks for the giveaway.
The smell of chicken soup reminds me of being back in my childhood days. Comforting.
I remember when I was little my parents would not let me get up from the table until all of my food was eaten. I remember one particularly bad night (I had already been there for a long time, crying, begging to be done). I ended up getting sick in my food.
My whole childhood was influenced by women who were fantastic cooks. To this day, when I want to comfort or heal someone, I start by cooking for them
Making cookies with my mom!
Food Memories…as I am dieting right now….thinking of food is painful….but my fave memories are Thanksgivings–our large family of 45 people get together–and everyone has their signature dish they have to bring…Me–I bring Sweet Potato Casserole with Prailene Topping and 2 Pecan Pies…and Pilgrim Hat cookies…but I can so taste the homemade Sausage Stuffing!
The kitchen always smelled so good when my mom made Chicken Popperkosh
My parents kept sugar-laden cereal out of the house, but we were always guaranteed Froot Loops at grandma and grandpa’s house every other summer when we visited!