The wonderful scent of garlic and rosemary told us when Grandma was roasting a leg of lamb for dinner.

I still recall Grandpa adding charcoal to the grill and our anticipation of juicy steak.

The rich taste of the pork and bell peppers reminded Grandpa of his family’s cooking down South.

We asked Grandma if she had to cook all day to make her beef-and-vegetable pie. She just smiled.

The sweet aroma of Grandma’s pork and applesauce reminded us of autumn.

‘Don’t skimp on the potatoes,’ Grandpa would advise Grandma. ‘That’s what everyone really loves.’

We loved Grandma’s Salisbury steak, and the mushroom gravy just couldn’t be beat.

Once when Grandpa got a promotion at work, he brought home five pounds of rib-eye steaks to celebrate.

No one could stretch leftover beef as deliciously as Grandma did with this pie.

Gram’s Jazzy Burgers were Grandpa’s favorite Friday night meal.