My Fave Memory: I was 12, and it was spring in Paris. The short story of how I fell in love with French cuisine.

Fave Memory: The best food memory I have is of growing up in the food culture of Louisiana between the ages of five and nine years old. My family and I would go to to Cajun food festivals and eat crawfish, fried frog legs and alligator stew. We'd go every year to Mardi Gras and eat the fine Creole food of New Orleans. At home my mother made the best gumbo you've ever eaten. As an adult I understand that this period of my life was critical to the "foodie" adult that I am now. Not afraid to try anything once and appreciative of the rich and varied food cultures of the World.

Details of the Apple Pie elements from my "Nobody Likes a Soggy Bottom" Tea Towel on Spoonflower. Blind baking your crust, peeling apples, and enjoying your delicious pie with a big dollop of whipped cream.

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"Food is one of the most powerful memory triggers known and it often involves all 5 senses."

This statement inspired me to create this whimsical illustration of a country fair. As fall sets in and the air becomes crisp, I have many memories of going to the local fair. The sweet smell of apple pie, show animal being paraded around, the colourful fall harvest displayed for competition including enormous pumpkins, so much to experience, a sensory overload! Hopefully this drawing evokes similar wonderful memories.

Ruth Demandt.

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You can see that Dad was quite rigid about keeping a tight schedule on the farm! Well, the fun thing about rules is the exception to the rules. Dad's hard and fast rule on the farm was, because it was a working farm, not to get attached to the livestock. Well, somebody forgot to tell that fact to Oscar the turkey. Oscar was persistent and insistent on winning Dad's affection. Before long, the two of them were inseparable, doing chores together and riding together on the Gator. When Oscar finally left this life (as I recall, not due to activities related to the farm), Dad kept a bunch of Oscar's feathers and attached them to the tractor like a hood ornament.

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When this camper was new to us, we decided to pay a visit to my best friend from high school, who lived in "the city". We arrived at the campground, and the host excitedly told us that she had saved "the site with the tree" for us. ?!?!?!? Up to that point, we had only camped in forests, etc., and were shocked to discover that this city campground did, in fact, have only one tree! Well, we settled in nicely, had a wonderful visit with my friend, and I made a hearty Polish stew with apples and sauerkraut for the somewhat chilly day. All was right with the world!

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My late gran had a sassy sense of humour. She was a good cook but sometimes if you gave the hint that you didn't like something she'd made or couldn't finish it, she'd say, with a wry smile and a twinkle in her eye, "Oh, just choke it down!"

I always remember her kitchen in her spooky old house with much love, and her very British-inspired humour. I don't necessarily remember exact dishes she made, other than roast beef & yorkshire pud, but her humour around food and funny sayings (there are a few!), and her favorite daily nip of sherry, are what I remember most!

Fav Memory-My favorite childhood memory is picking blackberries with my family. Mom would give us each a pot and we would pick one and eat three! Afterwards my mom would take them back to the kitchen and would make blackberry cobbler the smell of it baking was so good! It was and still is my all time favorite. I would walk by and get a spoon and take bites every time I walked by. We lived in a 100 year old log cabin and the blackberry bushes in the meadows nearby were thick so there was so many of them. My mom would make jam with them also. Unfortunately there is a bad memory involved also. The bushes harbor nasty little bugs called chiggers and I can remember many times being covered in calamine lotion for a week and scratching myself raw. It was all worth it though! Blackberry cobbler is the best!!

Oh! the joy it is to bake for my son's Bday! And the pleasure it is for him to eat my homemade cake, every year. My children's birthdays have definitely created some lovely family food memories!

I grew up in Italy, so I have lots of pasta memories...! Dry, in sauces, in celebrations, at get togethers- So many different shapes, so many ways to dress it! As a kid, pasta was always my first choice :-). Fave Memory

A collage of recipes from my mother's recipe box scattered on a vintage formica tabletop. A strawberry cheesecake sets atop the cards.

I remember my childhood and youth as the time that I was with family and friends of the family. It was a time of interesting conversations at a large table, which served a variety of dishes, I would even say that it was a competition for housewives who will prepare more delicious and varied dishes.

Mainly dishes and snacks were of Jewish, Russian and Caucasian cuisine. I sketched three main ones : Herring butter, Stuffed Cabbage rolls and Shashlik (barbecue)

For the Fave Memory challenge! This is inspired by the Great British Summertime, when there’s nothing quite like sitting in the rain by the sea, with some of the freshest seafood and a hot steamy cup of tea. Hungry, pushy seagulls are mandatory! My favourite of all food memories.

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Callaloo is a traditional dish in Trinidad. Every Sunday my granny would cook callaloo and crab with white rice, a macaroni pie and stewed chicken. I remember helping her pick the dasheen bush. She would cut a lime in half and told me to rub it on my fingers as that plant turns your fingers purple :). This is one of my favorite dishes as the combination of flavors is one of a kind! Reminiscing this dish brings back precious memories of my gran, my family back home and a delicious comforting food that I crave!

This piece is an outtake of my zodiac illustrations. It depicts the zodiac sign Libra surrounded by the sign's lucky scents, food ingredients and plants.