RecipeMuncher

My earliest food memory is from when I was about a year or two old, perched in my high chair, watching Mr. Rogers on two TVs at the same time, happily munching away on spinach. My Oma’s creamed spinach in particular. I practically grew up on this stuff, and it was my favorite food ever for many years. I’ve had tons of creamed spinach since then, some laden with so much fat I could feel my arteries clogging as I ate it, but none tasted quite as good as this old-fashioned granny recipe. In the grand scheme of things, it’s a lot healthier than it should be. The mouth feel is right, and you don’t miss the cheese or sour cream at all. But it’s definitely a recipe I’m proud to share with the Apples & Thyme blogging event, which celebrates time in the kitchen with our mothers and grandmothers.

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The Apples & Thyme food blogging event asks us to celebrate the influence of our mothers and grandmothers in the kitchen. Needless to say, my German Oma (great-grandmother) has had the most influence on my cooking - I spent the formative years of my life standing on a stool next to her and learning everything she did in the kitchen hands on. I cannot remember a time in my life where I didn’t help her in the kitchen in one form or another - when I was a toddler, it may have been as simple as snapping off the ends of the green beans for her. Later on, it was making the dough for kuchen or mixing up the meat for frikadelle.

One of the dishes that has always remained mysterious t…