When she was alive, whenever we would come to visit, my grandmother would make me a mess of fried Okra. I loved visiting for that reason.
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What does your mom/grandma bake for you?
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 RE: What does your mom/grandma bake for you?
January 1, 2017 at 11:04 pm
(This post was last modified: January 2, 2017 at 12:23 am by Thumpalumpacus.)
Mmm, see, fried okra is indeed comfort food to me. My Grandma Riden would fix bacon, eggs, fried okra, and Texas toast for breakfast when I was a boy ... pretty much the only reason my sis and I weren't entirely miserable when we visited.
 (January 1, 2017 at 8:52 pm)mcolafson Wrote: We can include here our aunts... Auntie Niamh made an amazing apple bread. Boru
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Well, my grandmother nowadays is deceased, but she could bake a really good chocolate cake. I remember every family gathering not eating too much "normal" food just so I could eat three pieces of chocolate cake.
And as for my mother, she's really good at baking cookies.
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My mother frequently made homemade gingerbread.
One grandmother's signature dessert was sweet potato pie. The other's was blackberry dumplings.  RE: What does your mom/grandma bake for you?
January 2, 2017 at 2:00 pm
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My Nanna sometimes used to make this Maltese rabbit stew dish called "Fenkata". For special occasions, biss, divine.
She also still does this baked rice dish that's common in Malta, quite nice as a smaller meal.
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My grandma makes the most amazing rum cake I've ever had. Rum cake is my favorite!
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According to my mother, you could never tell what my grandmother cooked, cause everything tasted exactly the same, and tbh my mums cooking was never great either, although she used to make a fab brandy chocolate mousse. Booze and chocolate, you can't go wrong.
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My great aunt made awesome peanut butter cookies
My grandmother made cake, so much cake and pie coconut cream pie, peach cobbler, lemon meringue pie, chocolate cake, devil's food, banana cream cake, blue silk cake there's nothing like grandma's baking My mother makes the best pastries, cookies, and tarts 
Nothing, since they're both dead, and even when my mother was alive, she was kind of too sickly to bake herself.
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