Your food stories

A favourite memory about cooking with grandma during the Holidays

“My favourite memory about food is always with my Dad…every time the Toronto Maple Leafs played we would order pizza and watch the game and have cookies or chocolate for dessert.”

“My 8th birthday dinner wasting Lebanese food, hummus, pistachios, kebabs. It was fresh, tasty and different from what my friends at that age craved for.”

“Here is what I love: a boiled lobster and white rolls with melted butter on the side. OMG, it’s heaven. Since I moved out of my parents home in 1994, I’ve been very fortunate to visit my parents about 1500km away. Very often, they’ll set up the table with a nice base of used newspapers. Then a large bowl in the middle of the table along with some scissors and lobster crackers. They’ll bring out this amazing 2.5lb lobster and some pan rolls. 2-3 glorious hours later, the lobster and rolls are finished. It provides a wonderful time to catch up with my parents and gives me a unique meal that I can’t get in Ontario. It’s a highlight every time.”

“Any dinner where I can enjoy time with my family and friends.”

“Eating Thai food in Thailand while backpacking.”

“Eating fresh seafood in New Brunswick.”

“When I was nine years old, my mom and I visited my mom’s country of origin, Guyana. Guyana is the only English-speaking country in South America, and it is situated north of Brazil near the equator. We stayed at our family’s home in the village of Plaisance, where I spent a lot of time picking local fruits off of the trees and eating them. My first day there, I spotted a genip tree that my mom had planted as a teenager in the backyard, and I ran over to pick some of the small, green fruits to eat. Genip still remains to be my favourite fruit.”

“A buffet in Dubai with a large and diverse selection of great tasting food.”

“Picking apples, at the orchard with family. Fun times and delicious food.”

“Going to the sugar shack because all the family and relatives we’re together.”

“I always enjoyed baking and cooking when l was younger with my grandma.”

“Paris, on holiday, eating at family restaurant because we celebrated our engagement with friends.”

“Food is a core part of our culture. Being Italian, meals had to be large with a wide variety. We spend a lot of time preparing, eating and enjoying each others company. Our gatherings could be upwards to 25 people around a few tables but it didn’t matter how tight the seating was as long as the food and company was good.”