There’s a reason I’m hesitant when someone asks for one of my recipes – recipes that have typically come from Mom.
Those that come from Mom haven’t been handed down in printed form. For example, years ago when I was a newlywed (the first time), I called Mom and asked her how she made her yummy salmon gravy.
Since I didn’t know how to cook back then, I told her to be specific and I wrote down exactly what she said.
I still have that piece of paper. On it are her instructions: “Kinda brown by kinda stirring kinda fast.”
Another time when trying to get a different recipe, I asked her how much milk to add. Her answer was this: “You know, until it kinda looks right.”
That’s the way she still cooks, and it’s now the way I cook. If I use a recipe, it’s as a guideline.
And it usually works out just fine.