Comfort food often makes us think of times past. My husband’s Grandmother was an amazing cook. I’m thankful I got to enjoy many meals gathered around her table before she passed away. All of the burners on her stove would be on high, and she could have a full southern meal on the table ready to eat within 30 minutes.
Paul told me his Grandad used to say “I never had a piece of burnt chicken until I married Virginia.” Of course, this was said in jest. I wish I had the opportunity to get to know this man who was so instrumental in my husband becoming the wonderful man he is. I met him once a few months before he passed away, but his memory has lived on through the stories Paul and his family tell.
One of those meals we often enjoyed was her Mulligan Stew served over a bed of white rice. Through the years, I’ve had several people ask me for her recipe. So, I thought I’d share it with you all.