The moment I tasted Julia and Jacques Stuffed Cabbage I was suddenly transported to grandmother Bernadette's kitchen. I was back in her spotless kitchen with gleaming plates waiting on starched white tablecloth for the delights of my grandmothers cooking. I could feel as if I was really there, there in her kitchen with bright sunlight and gentle breeze coming through the window. I could almost imagine seeing my grandfather working in his vegetable garden; cutting lettuce for lunch. I could almost hear my grandmother's laughter (straight from the heart, and I could almost feel like I was there with both of them; what joy. That's how much this dish brought me home; It was as if my grandmother had cooked it herself; and that is saying something.
I can't wait until my mother comes home to share Julia and Jacques Stuffed Cabbage!
My grandfather, Joseph "Eugene" (born in Rhoderen, Alsace, Haut-Rhin).
A good man
A good man
Made by my grandmother when she was an 11 year old girl in Dambach La Ville, Alsace, France
My grandmother's parents.
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