My “DAD” the “Chef”
How many of us can say – My Dad is the best “Chef!” My Dad worked at some of the best restaurants here in Saint Louis, and he received his basic training in cooking while enlisted in the US Army. He said he was older than he was to enlist and was in luck to have been accepted.
As a little kid – the one thing that I always loved to have was called “Floating Island” – a puff of egg-whites whipped up in mounds to look like little islands sitting on top of a delicious custard. This was something as a kid – I would rather have than candy. As much as I have always enjoyed – I never tried to make. My guess is that – if you didn’t know how – you would stand the chance of burning the custard. So I just never attempted, but after looking at recipes – I just may try using a new recipe I found for the custard and will hope for excellent results.
What always amazed me was that when ever I would ask my Dad about a recipe – he could just tell me the list of ingredients and just how to make the item I was inquiring about – and if he was at my home – he would just make what I was asking about – knew the exact amounts and have everything going – no wasting of time looking up amounts and how or what to do.
It was so much fun for us kids to be seated around the kitchen table and watch “MY DAD” work magic with the food we all liked – and every so often – he would give one us a spoon of something good to lick off – and when he was making candy – he would take turns giving each of us a small amount of candy making in the “testing stage” called the “soft ball ” stage till it got to the “hard ball” stage and we were the best behaved kids – patiently waiting our turn to test – we would be ready to test – forever!
The “Floating Island” and the taste that I remember is calling for me to try. No matter what happens – I will have to eat my “mistakes” or I’ll be enjoying a real good memory – “Floating Islands” and hopefully the way “DAD” made for us!
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