I'm sure the weather has a lot to do with it... grey, grey and more grey.... so cold, my fingers even feel like Bob Cratchit in Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol. But I'm really not complaining. It just means bringing out the old family favorite comfort foods.
Like the Salmon Patties above... always served with mashed potatoes... a little bit lumpy and very buttery... and canned corn niblets.
...Or like my mom's Creamed Salmon on Toast... we used to call it something a lot less flattering, but that never stopped us from asking for seconds... and sometimes thirds.
...Or like some hearty soup. My dad's favorite was beef & barley soup, but mine were her split pea or lentil soups with lots of short ribs. And then I found this recipe for Mushroom, Beef, Barley AND Lentil Soup.... need I say more?
So my question is... how come it's the dreary weather that pulls out all the stops when it comes to craving family favorites from childhood?
And, even though, there is more than soup here, I'm sharing with Deb at her Kahakai Kitchen for her Souper Sundays. Since it's positively freezing here, you know I'll be checking out this week's roundup for more super soups to warm my bones.