My mom was such a great cook, it felt like she was never in a bind to come up with something delicious for dinnertime.  Every dish that graced our table seemed labor-instensive, as if she struggled for the better part of the afternoon over the preparations.  At least, that's how I remember our meals.  On the contrary, mom was always working one job, and maybe one job plus a side business, so I know she was probably totally jammed after work and before dinner.  And, my dad was always home for meal time expecting a home-cooked meal so I'm certain … [Read more...]