1. Catch a medium sized elephant.
  2. Carefully dice it into manageable bites.

So began son David’s contribution to the Ford Family Cookbook.

Photo by Piotr Miazga on Unsplash

Some decades back, we naively decided to compile a collection of family favorite recipes to inflict upon future generations of kitchen-owning progeny.

Dave grew up and now makes legendary blackberry pies and jam. He nurtured beds of cucumbers right into jars of dilly pickles. He smokes salmon and constructs a spectacular garden salad.

Heidi is the bread baker of that generation. One could savor her crusty bread into the ever-after.

Kathy sends buckets of spiced Swedish nuts to grace our holidays. We ration them, hide them from the children, but still they are gone too soon. Her zucchini bread is prize-worthy, her Christmas cookies a tasty delight for neighbors, co-workers and family. Morsels and bites of buttery goodness for all.

Betsy married Chef Jeff who dazzles us all out of the kitchen into chairs at the table for the latest culinary delight. But she stars in her own right and has been treating family with chocolaty, caramel-ly special k bars for all of her life.

Jordan catches the trophy fish – filets and grills it to perfection as we assemble for his annual fishing trip finale.

Martha included in the cookbook her sumptuous shortbread and meaty, tomato-y, never-fail lasagna that she made whenever she could for her Dad. He loved it then and misses it now. Does heaven have a kitchen?

Becky and Tim host half the world at their famous Thanksgiving feast. They always finish with bounteous plates of traditional Norwegian almond cake and krumkakke. With pots and pots of coffee, tea and love.

The family was convinced MaryBeth would exist forever on grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. She grew up as well and casually turns humdrum ingredients into tasty treats and elegant casseroles. She gardens, cans, freezes, and displays a domesticity we never imagined.

Way back then we did not realize the family cookbook was also a family treasure, complete with trusted and tried recipes and memories of wonderfully good food. All the better for being eaten with our collected feet solidly planted under the same dinner table once again.

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