Happy Father’s Day!

Photography Credit: Elise Bauer

To all of you dads out there, a very happy Father’s Day to you! As many of you know, my dad is the behind-the-scenes partner for Simply Recipes. It’s his love of trying out new recipes that has provided inspiration for this site for the last 7 years. As we show our appreciation for dads everywhere, I thought I would share a few facts about my dad:

1. He turned 80 this year.

2. He’s from St. Paul, Minnesota, and feels a special affinity for Garrison Keillor. The neighborhood in which he grew up is known as Frogtown.

3. He can be rather curmudgeonly. From what I’ve heard, much of this can be explained by the fact that he is from Frogtown.

4. He loves the weather in California and takes pleasure in reading the midwest weather reports during the winter.

5. He works out with weights in the gym twice a week and regularly bench presses 250 lbs. (Yes, you heard right, 250, no kidding, the guy is strong.)

6. He cooks, does dishes when my mom will let him load the dishwasher (she usually rearranges the dishes in the dishwasher no matter how we load them), vacuums, mops the kitchen floor, does the yard work, and irons. My mom does this too, but dad usually gets to it first.

7. He says he doesn’t like kids but somehow he managed to have six of them.

8. Sometimes it’s hard to tell when he’s joking.

9. His best friend from when he was a kid, is still his best friend.

10. When he was much much much younger he and his best friend would regularly crash weddings. “It was good food! And free.”

11. After one of my friends from college spent a night in jail for getting drunk and climbing the arch made of antlers in the park in the center of Jackson, Wyoming, my father remarked that “you aren’t a real man until you’ve spent a night in jail for drunken and disorderly behavior.” Followed by, “of course if you do that after 30 you’re an idiot.”

12. Some people will not get my dad’s humor, and that is perfectly okay with him.

13. He simply cannot resist trying any recipe that contains sauerkraut or sausage (preferably both), and someday when we finally plug in my new deep fryer, the man will start making his own donuts and then we will truly be doomed.

Have a favorite food memory to share about your dad? Please let us know in the comments.

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  • Jen

    Well, I’m late, but I read all the entries with a big smile and was moved to remember my dad’s eggs over easy with minced garlic and woschester sauce, then layered with cheese and ketchup (dads seem to love ketchup and breakfast) between toasted bread. Unforgettable.

  • Sherihan

    Happy farther’s day to your father Elise and thx to all his delicious recipes and happy father’s day to all the dads out there :)

    My father died back in 2006 (May god bless his soul) but I still miss him as much as before and still remember the day before he died like it was just yasterday, he had a heart of gold and a strong spirit, strong till the end, everybody loved him and I didn’t realize how much I loved him untill he died, so to everyone don’t miss any chance to tell your father how much you love him.

  • Linda

    Thank you, Elise, for all your stories as well as the recipes. It’s so reassuring knowing there are others whose roots of the family tree are entertwined with roots of the earth’s bounty.

    I loved Sat morning grocery shopping w/my dad. We’d go to the Slovak bakery for hard-crusted sourdough rye bread and perhaps a poppyseed or nut buchta, then off to the Italian bakery to pick out a half a dozen crusty rolls that were piled high in a big wooden crate on the floor.

    Dad would always get me a nickle piece of “hot pie” or pizza, as it is known to the rest of the world. Bread dough was patted into big cookie sheets, covered with homemade tomato sauce, sprinkled w/cheese and baked in the bread ovens. A sheet of “pie” always sat on the counter next to the cash register. Cut into 5-inch squares and served at room temp, wrapped in a piece of wax paper, it was the original fast-food-to-go and so good!

    At the meat market, sawdust covered the floor behind the meat case. Dad would buy a 3-foot whole pork loin that he’d cut and saw to mother’s specifications when we got home. (She was a farmer’s daughter and knew how she wanted the loin cut.) The butcher would carry them on his shoulder from the cooler for Dad to pick which he liked. He never wanted huge chops “from an old pig”, but rather tender, medium-sized ones.

    A stop for hard salami and cappacola at the Italian deli, then head cheese, liverwurst, and skinny, foot-long hot dogs at the German grocer’s and we’d head home for a delicious lunch of all our goodies and mother’s homemade dill or hot pickles.

    I really appreciate our immigrant-settled upstate NY town of Slovaks, Poles, Russians, Italians. Greeks, Jews, Germans, Irish, etc., and the wealth of their wonderful foods! Thanks to my mother and dad we were taught to enjoy it all, including the liverwurst, headcheese, pickled herring, jellied pig’s feet, sardines….. and I still do!

    I love it. I too was brought up with liverwurst, pickled herring, sardines. My mother loves headcheese and jellied pig’s feet. I haven’t gotten into pig’s feet yet, but these days I’m addicted to head cheese. Thank you for your story. ~Elise

  • Paula

    Thanks for such a great Father’s Day post. I enjoy the insites into the behind the scenes of simplyrecipes.

    I charish the day that my dad told me that my pork chops and gravy (I learned to cook them from his mother) were his second favorite food next to fried chicken.

    As for my husband, he excitedly cooked his own father’s day entre, BBQ pork tender loin. It is a different recipe every time. We both enjoy trying new recipes from your site regularly.

    Thank you again and keep up the good work.

  • Andrea

    What a nice post. It is evident you treasure your dad and the super relationship you have. Simply beautiful!

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