That is such a sweet story about your Dad! And your Mom's pie has a special ingredient--her love. |
Are you OP's relative? While you consider it bad etiquette, most of the civilized world considers it a compliment. |
Both. I'm just tickled when someone likes something I've made so much that they want to make it themselves, particularly when it's one of "my" recipes. I'll give a recent example: I brought wild rice pilaf with caramelized shallots, cranberries, and chopped pecans to Christmas Eve dinner. My SIL's teen stepdaughter (brand new marriage, so I never met the kid before) loved it so much she asked for the recipe herself. (She also has some food allergies and was very excited it was something she could eat) I happily wrote the recipe down for her. Yes, food is nourishment, but to me food is often so much more. It's about sharing, traditions, love, community, passion. Refusing a recipe, to me, goes against those things. |
| Whatever you do, OP, don't work to develop a recipe that's close to your SIL's and then, whenever you serve it, refer to it as "Jennie Sue's meatloaf." That would be very, very wrong. |
| I have a friend like this. She's a good cook but I think it's selfish and crazy. |
| I often cook without recipes of any kind and someone once commented "if you don't want to share." I explained that I use recipes for ideas but then branch out on my own. |
| They have nothing else particularly interesting or special about them besides those recipes. |
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I have to admit that I love to share my recipes. I actually get pretty excited about it and my inner conversation is this: "Hooray!!! Someone LIKES it, they like it SOOO much that they want to make it themselves, yippee!!!". So I'm thrilled when anyone asks. It has worked well except for one time.
I gave a recipe for Moroccan Carrots to a young woman who raved about them when I served them at a buffet dinner. I was pretty thrilled she liked them because she and her husband were just starting out and super nice. Anyway, a few months later we were with a different group at a potluck and there was this young woman and her husband. She was so proud to tell me that she had made my dish! I was pretty excited, too, until we got to the buffet table. We looked and, yup, there was something on the buffet table but it sure didn't look anything like my recipe. Turns out it didn't taste anything like it either. Turns out the young woman had made lots of substitutions and deviated significantly from the recipe. She was excited to talk about it, which was fine, but it was a little disconcerting that she kept telling everyone that it was my recipe and then you could tell by the looks on their faces that it just wasn't to their tastes. Honestly, I'm not sure I could do anything differently. I still get excited when someone asks for a recipe but now I do always have a secret hope that if the recipient makes changes then they make them for the better not the worse. |
| this is behavior of women from previous generations who derived their self worth from their cooking and cleaning skills. People who hoard their recipes like that are really silly. I'm a great cook and share my recipes all the time. |
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I find refusing to share a recipe really petty, unless one is a professional chef deriving income from recipes one developed from scratch. Changing the recipe to ensure someone else's dish isn't as good as your original is just insane. It smacks of a time where a woman's greatest accomplishment (after snagging a husband, of course!) was making the prize pie at the church picnic.
I have one relative who cooks from memory/by taste, and she won't share recipes because she's too lazy to write them down for you. But, if you're willing to follow her around the kitchen, she doesn't care if you write it down. |
Now women hoard networking connections, job leads and botox doctors. |
Sounds yummy! |
Your tone is disgusting to me. I'm an attorney. I hate sharing my recipes. I aspire one day to publish a cookbook as well as pass my recipes down. I can guarantee you my self worth isn't wrapped up in it. And that probably isn't the case for many people. People aren't obligated to share their recipes. I don't even understand what the big stink is about. |
| My grandmother left me her chocolate chip cookie recipe. It is in our safe and in my memory and no where else. |
Good for you! I think this is beautiful and I'm sure she would appreciate how close to your heart you are keeping it. |