Key To My Heart

October 20, 2010

Growing up in my family, Saturday lunches were a time for my family to come together, reconnect and refuel after a busy and active morning. My brothers would return from soccer, smelling of grass and dirt and more often then not, victory. I would be prancing around the house in my pastel pink tights and leotard following morning ballet classes. Mum would be gliding around the kitchen, slicing and preparing the impending feast for five hungry bellies.

We would then gather around the table for wholesome and fresh salad rolls. My brothers would recount hilarious anecdotes or exaggerated, valiant feats from the morning game, my dad would throw in his jokes that are oh so lame yet frustratingly intelligent, and my mum and I would laugh and encourage then chat away in our own little world – all whilst creating and devouring delicious salad rolls.

I miss those days.

Alongside the super fresh, crusty rolls would be a plethora of pleasing provisions. All the typical salad ingredients would be on the table for us to pick and choose – tomato, cucumber, red onion (my mum just has to have this) and lettuce. Sometimes beetroot, often some cheese, usually a cold roast chicken. All the pieces were there to make the perfect roll, the ultimate homely lunch.

Occasionally mum would make curried egg, if we weren’t in the mood for chicken. That was a real treat. Everyone loved mum’s curried egg. It is very simple, no gastronomic feat. Just boiled eggs, mayonnaise and curry powder. But we loved it. We loved it because she made it, and because it was shared it in this familial environment. The fact that it was such a spur of the moment assembly of deliciousness made it all the more special. We would never plan for curried egg, the idea would just come to mum on the spot and amongst gleeful cheers she would make it. And we would eat it. Instant craving gratification. That is how it was in our house.

The other day, I felt like curried egg again. I wanted to taste those flavours that take me back to my childhood. Those memories are so precious to me. It is amazing how food holds such a special place in your heart. How one food or meal can be the key that opens up a great treasure chest full of cherished memories. Curried egg is one of those foods. It completely and utterly holds the key to my heart.

Unfortunately when I made this, I was low on curry powder. Hence the creamy, slightly pallid colour. And although it was not as strong a curry flavour as mum’s, it still worked. The key still fit and the chest opened. And I was a child again, twirling around in my leotard waiting for my lunch date with my family.

Heidi xo
  • Kath October 20, 2010 at 8:20 pm

    Mmmhh, a good sandwich is a great thing! The only problem is I could never eat a thing like that in a socially accpted way, because I would squeeze out the egg salads to all sides when biting into it. Therefore I prefer sandwiches with turkey breast or egg slices. (I'm not such an accomplished eater.) Or eat the halves separately, each one with its very own topping. 🙂

  • littleaspects October 20, 2010 at 8:50 pm

    Ah, reminds me of being on holidays as a child! We would come back from the beach and lunches would always be fresh rolls with all the salad stuff spread out to make our own – "giant salad sandwiches" we called them 🙂 We had everything – lettuce, tomato, cucumber, carrot, alfalfa, cheese, red onion, beetroot, even pineapple on occasion! A nice memory lane post 🙂

  • Chanel11 October 20, 2010 at 9:04 pm

    What a lovely memory 🙂 And so wonderful when we can relive it through the food of our past

  • hbobier October 21, 2010 at 12:25 am

    That looks amazing!! And I love that you grew up eating curry–I just discovered it two years ago. What a great memory, and I love that you could recreate it!

  • Anne @ Food Loving Polar Bear October 21, 2010 at 2:02 am

    What lovely memories. I was an only child and have somehow always wondered what it would have been like to have brother(s) and sister(s) sharing life with me. I do have 3 half-siblings but I have never lived with them.

    Also, I LOVE a good sandwich and that IS an EXCELLENT sandwich 😛

  • Leah October 21, 2010 at 7:58 am

    Such a beautiful memory of your family Heidi 🙂 Thanks for writing about it.

  • Lisa (bakebikeblog) October 21, 2010 at 8:18 am

    Oh how tasty!
    Sunday lunches were our 'family lunch' day – and I have such fond memories of thick warming soup and fresh warm bread 🙂

  • Ashley October 21, 2010 at 1:34 pm

    Mmm, your curried egg looks like something that my dad likes to make when he tries to go on a diet (although secretly he knows he's not!) 🙂 It's lovely how food can tie us all together, past and present, maybe even future!

  • Angela (the diet book junkie) October 21, 2010 at 6:42 pm

    yum! egg salad definitely reminds me of my mom as well. (minus the curry powder, add salt and pepper.) funny how food brings back such strong memories, hey? i'd eat that and become 8 years old again.:)

  • Lorraine @ Not Quite Nigella October 21, 2010 at 8:42 pm

    Oooh it's been ages since I had a curried egg sandwich! Thanks for reminding me Heidi! 🙂

  • The InTolerant Chef October 21, 2010 at 11:33 pm

    Curried egg sandwiches are always one of first to go at a function, even over such things as camembert and smoked turkey. I think it must stir up hidden depths. Thanks for sharing your story.

  • Anna Johnston October 22, 2010 at 10:26 am

    I was going to say that Chef Bec (The InTolerant Chef) lol. But, its true, there is something about the old curried egg salad sandwich or roll huh. Now that the weather is getting nicer its just the thing.

  • Vicky October 22, 2010 at 11:37 am

    I hope you enjoyed The Holiday and are feeling better! I LOVE that movie! Also, that bread in your pic looks delicious. My family is from Germany, and when we are at my Grandmother's house, we always have sandwiches like that for dinner, and I LOVE IT! Def reminds me of my childhood. And I know EXACTLY what you mean with certain foods. For some reason Autumn also makes me really nostalgic, so I love eating foods that remind me of my childhood. It is so sad to think that I don't even really remember what it was like to go to school and live at home since I have been gone for a while! I hate that! Now it is more of a vacation spot, which is also nice though 🙂 Thanks for stopping by my blog!

  • Heidi October 23, 2010 at 3:05 pm

    Kath – I always, without fail, get food all over me when I eat something like this 🙂

    Littleaspects – your giant salad sandwiches sound amazing!

    Chanel11 – thank you, lovely 🙂

    Heidi – yes , mum was all about lentils and curry flavours. very lucky!

    Anne – Thanks, It was always great to have comrades to play with 🙂

    Leah – you're welcome, thanks for reading it 🙂

    Lisa – sounds great!

    Ashley – food is so powerful and can really tie us together. Your dad sounds like a smart man 😉

    Angela – yes! It can totally transport us back to when we're 8.

    Lorraine – you're welcome 🙂

    InTolerant Chef and Anna – really?! I suppose I'm not surprised! There is something special to curried egg 🙂

    Vicky – your German sandwich dinners sound awesome! Nostalgic eating is the best 🙂

    Heidi xo

  • Amanda October 23, 2010 at 5:29 pm

    Mmmm, love curried egg – there's something so very '60's about it!