Homemade potato chips are sliced potatoes, fried to golden perfection, and dipped in your favorite sauce. I remember being a young boy, maybe 4 or 5, and I was shopping with my foster mother at Penner Foods in Steinbach Manitoba.…
I grew up in a strict Mennonite home in the 90s, which had more rules and harsher punishments than my peers. So once I hit my teenager years, and seeing as I was a bit immature, I started to rebel.…
The reason that I started this blog is to share my foster mother’s recipes and other Mennonite family recipes that you can’t find on the internet. Now that she has passed, there are times when I would like to call…
I was hemming and hawing on making a blog post about paska. Because to be honest, I’ve always hated paska. When it started getting close to Easter, my foster mother would start baking loaves and loaves of paska in…
When I was growing up, we always had some type of baked good or fresh fruit to snack on. When my foster mother would buy fruit, she would usually buy way too much and it would end up going bad…
Tomato fat is my favorite type of schmaundt fat. By the time I was 14, Green Valley School and I had had enough of each other. Well, to be honest, I loved going to school, and I’d try to always…
Growing up, Summer Borscht (Zumma Borscht) was one of my favorite soups. As it started to get colder, and throughout winter, soup would be on the menu at our house almost every day of the week. After school, as we…
Plumi moos is like a cold fruit soup. If I remember correctly, my foster mother would make moos every Sunday morning before church so that we could eat it with Sunday lunch. When I was really young, a story went…
