Happy Halloween! Am I scaring you with my food?
I sure hope not. I actually just want to talk to you about the very un-scary topic of favorite childhood meals.
At first I was going to write about the classics, such as spaghetti and meatballs, mac and cheese, and of course grilled cheese. But as I thought about it more I decided that while I love these foods (especially grilled cheese!), they don’t exactly embody my childhood eating experience. My mom is neither American-born nor very fond of cooking, so she gave herself the liberty of dabbling in all sorts of cuisines and picking and choosing whatever pleased her and us. What did we eat as children? We enjoyed everything from Chinese-inspired (I use inspired very loosely here) chicken dishes served with Basmati rice to chicken and shrimp fajitas with loads of caramelized onions. Throw in a few traditional Iranian dishes and several variations of roast chicken and you are looking at the Fahr family’s childhood fare. So grilled cheese was never actually a staple in my family, and that is probably exactly why I like it so much now.
In my mind there is very little more satisfying than putting both hands around a hot sandwich and biting into crunchy bread, only to find oozy, melted cheese in the middle. Kind of like what happened here: