When I was growing up, every Jewish Holiday was celebrated at my Grandmother’s house. The day of the celebration she would have all the aunts over at her house to prepare for the meal. I can remember being served tongue, hunting for the affikomen on passover and enjoying my Aunty Tilly’s ice cream. Pesach meals are very traditional and during the reading of the Haggadah I would nibble on horseradish. We would start with boiled eggs in salt water and then move on to chopped liver, chopped herring, Danish herring and gefilte fish served with chrain. This would be followed by chicken soup with kneidlach before we got to the meat and vegetables. And then of course the desserts! Dave and I love chicken livers and I am always trying to find new ways to make them. When I got my copy of Jerusalem I paged through the book and came across the recipe for chopped liver. As soon as I saw the photos I was taken back to my childhood. Of being the oldest of the cousins at the table, of knowing my grandmother loved each one of us as if we were the only grandchild, of cuddles with Buddy, the border collie, and the little ones having ‘ships’ for beds. Next year April I will be having passover dinner at my house for the first time ever. My parents are going to spend the weekend with us, and this recipe for chopped liver will definitely feature as I am sure it will remind my dad of his mom.
Do you have a recipe that reminds you of your grandmother?
What I blogged: