Someday You'll Realize What You're Missing

Not too long ago I posted a recipe for potato soup and how much I love it. I thought my Mom was going to deck me when she read it! Apparently she has always loved it too, but being the picky eater I am, and always was, I refused to eat it as a kid. And the rest of my family apparently didn't like it either so she avoided making it for us. Oops! Sorry Mom! Next time I make it I'll have to bring her a nice big batch of it.

And speaking of learning that you like foods you never thought you would like, as I was growing up my grandmother used to make a cherry coogan (some sort of cherry tart/pie thing). And of course I refused to eat it. Without fail, every time she made it she would say "Some day you'll realize what you're missing." I'd like to tell her that she's right, that I wished I had learned to eat it when I was younger because, Boy! Did I miss out on years and years of cherry coogan. That I love that stuff and would eat it until the cows come home. But, well, I just can't say that. I have never, for a single day, regretted not eating cherry coogan. And to this day, I wouldn't eat cherry coogan if it was offered. It just does not appeal to me in the least. If I'm going to have a tart or a pie, it's going to be chocolate! 

And speaking of tarts, one day soon I'll post my recipe for chocolate tart. It's delicious! (Sorry for mentioning it and not going into more detail. I will post pictures and the recipe soon. I promise!)

Quack!