Last week I made some cookies on the fly and they tasted just like (or pretty close to) my grandmothers.
So today I attempted her Spanish rice which is just hamburger, rice and a can of tomato soup. No spices nothing. I use to love it and really gobble it up. I have never ever tried to make it so this was my first and it took a few calls to my aunts and my mom. Now it's done and it just doesn't smell right. I'll have to see how it turns out with dinner tonight. Oh how I wish I would have tired it and had grandma taste before she left us. Dom and I are trying hard to hold on to family recipes and add some of our own to pass along to the kids. Derek and Joseph are in the kitchen with us watching and perfecting. Thank goodness.
For now it's just a bunch of trial and error.