A recent article in the Huffington Post discussed how in a recent survey by Food Network UK, British men prefer their mothers’ cooking over their wives’. I figure that this statistic may be true here in the United States as well, certainly in my house.
It never fails that my husband is always referencing his mothers’ cooking, no matter the situation. We could be at a friends house for dinner and he will say ” these meatballs are the best, just like my mom’s” or if I make let’s say chicken wings he will say “my mom made the best chicken wings, she always had a tray of them sitting out for us after school .” I can’t help but have a tinge of jealousy, and I say ” are mine not good?”, and he always assures me that they are FINE; I have never liked the word fine, it’s just under the borderline of good.
I love my mother in law and she is a great cook. She has been gracious to pass on some of my husbands favorites dishes. I have been able to make a really good brisket and apple pie. I just can’t help but feel that I am under a cooking shadow. I am not to sure how I am to break out of it and have my husband say” my wife makes the best xyz dish”. We have had these discussions and he can name a few top favorites that I make, but i am not getting any rave reviews. Thirteen years of marriage and only a few dishes, I am not doing do well here.
I will admit, it is hard to be excited over grilled chicken a side or broccoli and sweet potato or steak and salad. I guess I am a basic kind of girl, making sure there is a protein, veggie and starch. I have dishes I like to make I when there is time, but most nights we are trying to squeeze dinner in between homework and bedtime. I have friends that really do an amazing job of meal planning and cooking for their family. Mastering meal planning is for another day.
I actually just got off the phone with my mother in law and told her about this article and how her son is always complimenting her cooking. She never knew he felt that way and she said it made her feel good. We concluded that there is an emotional component to food ( don’t my thighs know it) and a mothers cooking is a labor of love. I know when my mom makes meatloaf and mashed potatoes I am a very happy girl. I think it just makes you feel better.
So maybe it isn’t my cooking after all, but a deep rooted connection between mother and child that no master chef will ever come between; at least that makes me feel better.
Has anyone else had this experience?