#2. The Dish Your Mom Always Cooked That You Wished She Wouldn’t...
“The dish your mom always cooked that you wished she wouldn’t. What did it look like, smell like, taste like?”
Sloppy Joes. Hands down. I was the only one who loathed the announcement of sloppy joes for dinner. “Mom, what’s for dinner?” “Sloppy Joes,” she said. “NOOOOOOO!” was my response. My sister’s response? “YES!!!” My sister and I are complete opposites and didn’t realize that until our late twenties. First of all, where does the name “sloppy joes” come from? I was (still can be) a very picky eater. I don’t even remember what kind of meat made sloppy joes. Ground beef? Slopped with mustard and ketchup? Like, are you serious? I hate ketchup the most. Never liked it, never will. It smelled sweet and oniony. As soon as I saw those ingredients sitting on the counter in preparation, I started making a peanut butter and jelly.
