Comfort Food

One of my plans for blog posts for this year is to share a little about my upcoming novel and other works in progress. The idea is to take a small tidbit and relay it into a post that everyone can relate to. I’ll post these periodically throughout the year.

Indian Tacos. My nieces always loved these when they were younger.

Indian Tacos. My nieces always loved these when they were younger.

Stephanie Harris is the protagonist in my upcoming novel. Early in the book, an upsetting incident occurs, so she turns to comfort food. Her choice is a cheeseburger because it reminds her of the many times her (now deceased) father took her to a local café for a cheeseburger and fries.

Her choice surprises her friend because Stephanie usually eats healthy and gets regular exercise (although she quickly develops an affinity for the local Taqueria when she returns home to Texas).

Comfort food. We all have our favorites—for some its chocolate, others ice cream, or even a bowl of homemade soup. Others may have a variety of comfort foods that they turn to, depending upon their mood or the situation.

Personally, I can’t say that I have a favorite comfort food. However, there is one meal that, to me, epitomizes a family meal. I have many fond memories of seeing my mother standing in the kitchen while she made chicken fried steak. Of course, she would make gravy and mashed potatoes to go with it.

I recall countless times when our family would sit down to such a dinner (we called it supper in those days.) I think this was my Dad’s favorite meal.

For me, it’s not just about the food, but it’s the memories. Memories of a simpler time. Memories of visits from out of town relatives. A time when folks would sit around the table and talked long after the meal was finished. And even though I haven’t cooked this particular meal in ages, it’s still one of my favorite meals.

What about you? Do you have a comfort food? A certain meal that brings back fond memories? I’d love to hear about it, so please share in the comments.

  • I never heard of Indian tacos before. You should add a recipe. My comfort food is (I’m sure there’s no surprise here) a plate of homemade pasta. It always reminds me of cooking with my mom and grandmother, and nothing beats the taste!

    • Staci – Indian Tacos is like a Taco Salad, but rather than a taco shell, you use Navajo (or Indian) fry bread. I just use lettuce, chopped tomatoes, onion, taco meat, cheese, salsa, and sour cream. I usually make guacamole to serve with them. Here’s a link for the Navajo Fry Bread recipe: http://whatscookingamerica.net/History/NavajoFryBread.htm

      • That does sound delicious; the picture looks really good, too. Thanks for sharing!

  • Teresa

    Comfort food I wish I could make comes from my mom. When I couldn’t be home for the holidays, but could come visit within two-three days, she would make a big pot of chicken and dumplins. she would make biscuit dough, roll it out, cut it into squares and drop them into a simmering pot of cooked chicken and celery. Yum, yum

    • Teresa – Chicken and Dumplings are wonderful! Another thing I can’t make like my Mom did. Reading your comment is making me hungry!

  • kathunsworth

    Joan I love this idea. Comfort food is something we can all relate too when times are tough. I’m afraid I go straight for a coke or chocolate. Looking forward to reading more about your novel. Also enjoyed your memories of your mum cooking dinner. If I think about my mums best dish it would be her chocolate pudding she still makes it for us when we visit.

    • Kath, my Mom made the best chocolate pie. (I don’t even try anymore.) Chocolate is always a great comfort food!

  • My comfort food is cheese. Don’t take my cheese away unless you want to see an hidden side of me.
    However the food I most associate with memories is agnolotti. It’s a kind of ravioli typical of Piedmont and particularly it’s the special dish that families cook for festivities here in Frugarolo. I remember my grandmother cooking agnolotti for the entire school when it was my birthday and bringing them at lunchtime. And we still eat them at Christmas and when we celebrate the Saint who protects our village.

    • Cheese is a good one! The agnolotti sounds wonderful. I also love Italian food, so I think I would enjoy it very much!.