Most of you probably don't remember the Canadian TV show called "Just Like Mom." In this show, kids and their moms were asked a bunch of questions to see how well they knew each other. One part of the show, the kids were left alone with a table full of ingredients to make cookies. The kids could put anything in the cookies they wanted that was on the table (including stuff like mustard and ketchup). At the end of the show, the Mom would taste all the cookies and guess which ones her son or daughter made. I sometimes feel like the kids on this show. My mom is a great cook and although I have most of her recipes, my final product rarely tastes as good as hers (or looks as good).Yesterday I made naniamo bars and I think I called my Mom about 4 times in the process. My Christmas stuffing is still never right, my pancakes need serious help, and it wasn't until I watched my Mom make waffles that mine actually started turning out right. So is it the experience or just the God-given talent--hopefully just the experience. If that is the case, maybe in a few years my Mom won't be flooded with calls every day around dinner time (my sisters call too--it's not just me).
(Last year's Christmas dinner)
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