I’d like to say that this is a “throw-back Thursday” photo….but it’s not. It’s also not prop food from “Fargo”. It’s dinner. At some point in Henry’s short life he went to a pot-luck and had tater-tot casserole, loved it and now requests it from time to time. Today was one of those times. Having grown up in the midwest, I have cream of mushroom soup coursing through my veins and I was in junior high before I realized potatoes didn’t grow in the form of little cylindrical crunchy barrels. So I know my way around a hot dish. And since I grew up in a pastor’s household, potlucks and the ubiquitous hot dish was a way of life. It wasn’t just that they were a staple of every potluck, picnic or funeral luncheon, and since we didn’t have a lot of money, a casserole or hot dish was a way for mom to stretch her very tight food budget.
A few days ago I posted about the handwritten cookbook that mom gave me shortly before she died. And if you page through it, you’ll find many examples of hot dishes that mom prepared throughout our childhood. Some good, others not so good. But all came from my mother’s hands. A couple of our family favorites included something we called “Russian Hot dish” which we had for the first time at a Russian Orthodox festival in northern Minnesota. This inter-continental dish was made with ground beef, elbow macaroni and ketchup. Another staple at our table was a nod to the indigenous population; “Squaw Corn”. This native dish was made with ground beef, bacon and creamed corn. When we wanted to go “oriental” we’d have beef chow mein; ground beef, the bottom can of La Choy Chow Mein, rice and the top can of crunchy chow mein noodles. If we wanted it a little bit spicy we’d sparingly drizzle a few drops of soy sauce on top. Later on in life we had a special hot dish that was fancy enough even for company; “Malaysian Hot dish” This was sophisticated on several levels. The first being that it was an exotic array of ingredients but also it was a deconstructed hot dish. The components were artfully presented and each individual assembled it on their own plate. Malaysian Hot dish was comprised of hamburger, rice, and small bowls of condiments: shredded coconut, ground peanuts, cucumbers, tomatoes, green onions, pimento and I wish I had italics for this….crushed pineapple.
But for me, my favorite hot dish was the one dish that happened at the end of the month; when the money was gone and even hamburger was beyond our budget. It’s also the one dish my mom did not include in her book. I don’t know if it held painful memories, or was just not one of her favorites, but I absolutely love it and to this day, I call it; “End of the Month Hot dish.” It was simply Birdseye frozen mixed vegetables, béchamel sauce and homemade croutons on top made out of stale bread. It was simple, wholesome and I loved the garlic buttery crunchy cubes of bread.
I realize I sound like I’m making fun of my mom’s cooking, but her greatest assets were her ability to feed a family of six for under five dollars, and her sense of humor. And she would have enjoyed my stories about our family. As an adult, I appreciate how stressful it probably was for her to feed her brood on a tiny budget. And who knows what sacrifices she must have made in order to feed us the occasional ham, roast or special dessert. When she signed up for this gig, she probably had no idea what it entailed. But we were always fed, sated and happy.