I grew up on a small farm and ever though we were so poor growing up, my mother was very resourceful. She cooked virtually everything from scratch. She also would go to both of the supermarkets in town and ask for their scraps and day old produce, dairy, and deli/meat market items. She told them it was for our animals, and the worst was fed to them, but we got to eat the better stuff.
But my favorite meals were when we got something prepackaged, because even though my mom cooked everything from scratch… she was not a particularly good cook. The two I have the most fondness for were a packet of ramen shared between the three of us, and another time a can of cream of mushroom soup (even though I greatly dislike eating mushrooms).
I grew up on a small farm and ever though we were so poor growing up, my mother was very resourceful. She cooked virtually everything from scratch. She also would go to both of the supermarkets in town and ask for their scraps and day old produce, dairy, and deli/meat market items. She told them it was for our animals, and the worst was fed to them, but we got to eat the better stuff.
But my favorite meals were when we got something prepackaged, because even though my mom cooked everything from scratch… she was not a particularly good cook. The two I have the most fondness for were a packet of ramen shared between the three of us, and another time a can of cream of mushroom soup (even though I greatly dislike eating mushrooms).