Cooking has always been a big part of my life. From an early age, I was always baking something in the kitchen. Some of my favorites were recipes that I normally might not have tried.....I remember my mom being at work, and I'd take out a cookbook and hunt for something that we had all the ingredients for in the cabinets. Sometimes, that lead me to recipes that I might not normally look at....my favorite was always pound cake, and then of course any kind of cookies. I will say this, I used to make the very best pound cake you would ever taste...it was simply amazing. Not too long ago, I found the very recipe I used all of those years ago for pound cake, and made it. I hope it was the change in ingredients through the years and not my cooking skills, because it was just a mess.....and I have not tried again. I know sometimes I have issues with memory...I just hope the cooking skills don't go out the window with the memory cells too.....
It was not until I took home economics class in high school that my range of cooking changed from baking to actually cooking a meal. I still remember that home economics cooking class with our high school teacher Mrs. Summers. I think there were 4 cooking stations complete with ovens and sinks, and we worked in groups learning the basics of cooking a meal. I really loved this class......it was fun and besides that...we got to eat.....in class....yep...don't get any better than that.
Sunday, I did a lot of cooking, most for the week ahead and some to share with my friend's family while she recovers from surgery. I pulled out several of my recipes looking for something different. Now, I have kept lots of recipes over the years, many I have forgotten about. However, Sunday I discovered a piece of paper that had a recipe on it from long ago....it was from home economics class in high school.....and it just so happens to be the very first thing we ever made. Seriously, sometimes things pop up and manifest themselves from a long ago forgotten memory and it just makes you wonder.....or at least it does me.
I have not thought about this recipe in YEARS. I can still remember coming home from school and instructing my mom to buy all the ingredients, I was going to cook dinner. And cook dinner I did. Now, as a young girl, I thought this was a wonderful meal simply because I made it myself.
In a far corner of my mind, after I thought about this on Sunday, I am sure my mom did not think it was too grand, but she was just gracious enough not to say anything. And my poor little brother did not even have a choice...he just had to eat it. Now, I am not saying this is bad....it really was not, but if I sat this on the table to my family today....I think they would look at me like I was a alien....really.
The only other recipe I remember from home-economics class was a Mexican casserole, which I loved. Right after my husband and I first was married, I made it, and well, he GRACIOUSLY ate it but asked not to have it again....and it was really wonderful...to me, not my husband. So all of what I learned and first cooked in high school with my friends, were a thing of the past, long forgotten. After all, if my husband was not going to eat it, I did not need to make it.
The common denominator in this memory, was not so much the recipe being discovered after years of safe keeping inside a cookbook which I barely open these days. It was while I was searching for a recipe to make for my sweet friend, "whom by the way, was in my home economics class all of those many years ago," that this long forgotten recipe was discovered again.
Along with the recipe, wonderful memories came flooding back....memories of learning to cook and eating in class, learning to sew.....(baby blue and pastel pink over-alls) I kid you not....things that we did together long ago....when we were inseparable from each other in high school. I spent the greater part of the afternoon, remembering all of these things while I did the cooking......all those memories behind a recipe on a slip of paper....forgotten inside a cookbook and now discovered and remembered.
And yes, I am sharing this recipe with you today.....I had to search online for a photo...because I certainly did not have one to share, after all it has been about 26 years since I last made this, much less even thought about it.
Hamburger Cups
1 lb. ground beef
1/2 onion
1/2 c. BBQ sauce
1/2 tsp. salt
1 T. brown sugar
1 can refrigerator biscuits
grated cheese
Brown the ground beef and drain the fat. Add the chopped onion and stir till onion is cooked. Stir in BBQ sauce, salt and brown sugar.
Roll the individual biscuits or flatten them so that the fill fit into the bottom and sides of muffin tins. Spoon the ground meat mixture into the biscuit “crust”.
Bake at 400 for 10 – 12 minutes.
Top with grated cheese and place back in oven til cheese melts.
Thanks for stopping by on this Take Me Back Tuesday.....it certainly took me back with fond memories this week to a very dear time in my life. Now, if you try this recipe...be sure to stop back by and tell me what you think.
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I went to HS in Australia- the only thing I remember making in Home Ec. was the traditional Aussie scone-nothing like what we call scones in the USA!
ReplyDeleteI loved HE class in school. I was not very good at the sewing part, but I did love it.
ReplyDeleteHome Ec!! I can still smell the old-jelly tang of the storage cupboards where sat all the jars of jam and jelly we'd "canned" in class.
ReplyDeleteAnd this dish---I do not have to reach back to my own H.E. days---it's a recipe I taught several times to the eight-year olds in the neighborhood, along with instant-pudding trifle and "pilaf" with raisins. They always had something to take home to their families for dinner, and were SO proud of their creations.
Your afternoon of cooking for your friend was as much a nostalgia trip for you as it was a gift to her, and I know it did you both good, in both ways.
Some of my best high school memories are from Home Ec classes back in the '60s. My teachers were simply the best! They inspired my love of cooking and sewing.
ReplyDeleteNot only do I remember making those little barbeque cups, I made them with my son and daughter when they were young. They have both turned out to be fine cooks as well.
Thanks for the memories!
Cool recipe. I'd sure try it, but I bet my family would have a similar reaction as yours. I love the old recipes and will have to send you Aunt Ducky's Pound Cake recipe. It's da bomb! Lane
ReplyDeleteI am glad you found your recipe and it stirred up fond memories for you. olive♥
ReplyDeleteSuzanne, YOU brought back some memories for me with this post. My Home Ec teacher, Mrs. Robinson, was the mother of one of my best friends. We were not exactly the domesticated teens that she would have liked us to be. Isn't it amazing how something can bring back such a flood of memories? I enjoyed going down memory lane with you today. laurie
ReplyDeleteMy mom recently gave me my recipe cards from HS Home Ec and it was certainly a blast of memories from the past!
ReplyDeleteHome Ec was a good thing! I can't say it really taught me to cook but it did get me started. It did teach me to sew though.
ReplyDeleteI remember making those! Thanks for going down memory lane!
ReplyDeleteMemories are so amazing. One tiny trigger and a whole flood of memories come rushing through our brains. It's so wonderful that you and your high school best friend are still friends. Shows what great people you both are.
ReplyDeleteWhat a nice recipe too. It's so basic and easy for a high school student, yet the possibility for something more sophisticated is there too. I can picture the refrigerator biscuits being replaced by puff pastry, and voila ... instant, bite-sized beef wellington. Perfect appetizer, and so many variations possible.
Oh my....I shall make these soon along with Farm Chicks' cow patty cookies!!! I really need to remember to get some of my vintage posts on here....they are so much fun!! Have a blessed weekend!
ReplyDeleteFound you via Dianne at Thrifty Groove ~ Love your blog and this recipe brings back memories. My Mom used to make these. ;) Yum!
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