My earliest memory of cooking was from the Ladybird cookbook -Mom and me cookbook. I was always trying to emulate my mother or grandmother in the kitchen, albeit not very successfully at times. I still talk about how Saturdays were meals of split pea soup, hops bread, bread and sweet bread in my house. Christmas lunch was at 61 Savannah Drive, a potluck of sorts, with delicious food made by my grandmother, mother and cousins. New Years was at my grandmother's with more delicacies and a warm comfortable family gathering.
I remember times when I was being STARVED by my mother( j/k), I would ride my bike to my grandmother's house and she will always have something for me to eat; the chicken coup where we got fresh eggs or even a fowl to cook.. all of these are fond memories of my childhood.
I'd like to think that I am a good cook, and over the years, much of that skill has come from my mother and grandmother. It is a blessing that my grandmother in her own handwriting, wrote down several of her recipes and my mother over the phone has explained how to cook several Trinidadian meals.
This book completes a promise I made to my grandmother several years ago, to rewrite her recipes (neatly) so they can be shared.