Heide Linde Horeth

My childhood recollection of foods is simple and seasonal. Though my mother made wonderful Austrian dishes, it is the love, pleasure and lovely way with which she served everything that made it magical. Even eating a baked potato for lunch was special with her. My mother often let me help her in the kitchen, and I cherish those memories when we worked side by side talking and laughing. She passed her gifts on to me. As a parent I know having my son help in the kitchen proved invaluable. As a toddler, my son always helped to set our table and occasionally helped with the preparation. When he was a preschooler and we made tuna fish melts together, I remember him tasting it and saying, "it needs some lemon." Never underestimate our little ones, they are unstoppable! My son is now 20 and has a Pinterest account with recipes he collects and uses. To this day, we always put a squeeze of lemon in our tuna fish.