I was born loving food. Seriously. I just know that was my first request upon exiting the womb.
I love food…growing it…cooking it…and, most definitely, eating it. I come from a long line of good cooks, especially my grandmothers. My mom…not so much. She was okay, but when I started preparing the family meals around age 10 or so, she pretty much left it up to me. That was okay by me.
The first thing I really remember cooking was potato salad. Not a good idea for a beginner. It was for a 4-H project, I think. It was 10 pounds of potatoes or more. It was a colossal failure. Raw, or nearly so, potatoes do not make for good potato salad.
I also remember Greer’s. It was this small, about three-stool diner/restaurant where my family would sometimes eat Sunday lunch. It was good in a meat and potatoes kind of way. It was also about the only place where we ever ate out. It could never compare with my Mamaw’s chicken and dumplings though. And her homemade biscuits which were a daily affair. Or, my Nonnie’s roast beef and mashed potatoes. And her cornbread and vegetable soup.
Like I said, I love food.
It’s also why I research locations where others do the cooking. That’s what Deb Eats is all about. It’s an adventure in dining out. It’ll be fun.
Thanks for joining me for the journey.