Lasagna. I'm pretty much obsessed with it, and order it every single time we go to an Italian restaurant. Plus you can always make it a little different by changing a few ingredients to make a different spin on in. I've seen Mexican versions and Mediterranean ones, and I'm sure there are a ton others.
Lasagna with spinach light on tomato sauce
I'm a huge dessert person, but especially candy. And my all time favorite candy has to be Zours.
Well I don't think it's weird, but a lot of people may. I'm obsessed with feta. To the point where I eat slices of it drizzled in olive oil and vinegar. And I love heading to Zoe's (a local chain) because they're the only place I've heard of where they serve grilled feta sandwiches.
Despite my answer to the last questions, I'm not a fan of most milk products. Things like cream cheese, cottage cheese, sour cream, macaroni and cheese, yogurt, Alfredo sauce, and whatnot. The big exception are various cheeses or things where there's enough sugar to counteract it (like ice cream or whipped cream).
What meal reminds you of your childhood?
Most birthdays my mom would ask me what I wanted for dinner and I would almost always pick lasagna and a Cesar salad. But the food that probably reminds me of being little is risotto. The first few times my mom made it I wasn't a huge fan because I thought it was too much like macaroni and cheese. So basically as I kid I thought risotto wasn't refined enough for me. I guess I'm slightly less refined now because it's one of my current favorites.
Share one of your favorite recipes and the story behind it.
This is my mom's pancake recipe (courtesy of Marion Cunningham's The Breakfast Book). Growing up I loved pancakes in general, but I especially loved them up in the mountains. There's just something about being in the mountains that made them taste magical. This is also probably one of the first recipes I asked my mom for. She sent it to me back in college when I was living in an off-campus apartment with a kitchen. After I graduated she wound up with a new copy of the book, and give me her used, falling apart original. I feel awful admitting this, but it has been forever since I've actually woken up and cooked pancakes. But here I'll promise myself that before the end of the year, probably after the wedding, I'll make a batch of pancakes.