This, from @Elizabeth Campbell. Comments, please? But I guess Spinach. I loved spinach growing up. But it seemed that no one knew how to make it when I left home. Saute the leaves with garlic in olive oil until they go soft, then serve hot with malt vinegar. Dip the leaves in mashed horseradish, cover in panko & deep fry serve with a little salt. Mix in a pie with cottage, Romano & Ricotta cheese. Saute in a pan with swiss chard, canned tuna and chilis. Spinach and Lentil soup. It is such a lovely versatile veggie.

OK. I have not started on the classes yet and I will. BUT I have a question: How many were taught to cook by watching? Does that make it more difficult to write them out? My grandmother Josie (1917-2010) taught me by showing me, but she also told stories/tea during it that set the cooking times and sometimes had a substitution to the recipes in it. So last week I was making this dish for a friend and I told her the following as I prepared it. Would writing it like this in a cookbook then followed by the formal recipe work for people? or does this need to be removed? My Grandmother Josie her Grandmother Camellia made Zucchini & Prosciutto roll ups and would add minced dates & sultanas in them. So as we would make them my Grandmother would take the cleaver and demonstrate how her Grandmother would pulverize them into tiny flakes while saying the Hail Mary prayer then sprinkle them in with a baby spoon like a queen offering favors. My grandmother would then say that her mother, Providencia, hated the dates, and loved the sultanas, but since sultanas made Salvadore (her husband) act sinfully she would roll Frantoio olives in sugar (and my grandmother would demonstrate this) chop them with a cleaver & pulverize them with a masher muttering "Avrei dovuto dare ascolto al tuo avvertimento." three times before adding them in. My Grandmother Josie said that American stomachs are stupid & don't deserve sultanas, dates or Frantoio, so she adds enough capers to fill the bottom of a tea cup and smash each one with a fork so all the liquid comes out while saying the name of that boss that makes you uncomfortable. Then you scrape it into the bottom of the pan to be buried by the sauce and the roll ups. Finally you bake it in the oven for as long as it takes to swig wine from the bottle while chanting the "Our Father" prayer in Latin, then cleaning up the kitchen and setting the plates. Roughly 35 minutes. Camellia's had a somewhat sweet/sour taste. Providencia's was fruity & bitter.

We’ve seen what everyone hates... but now it’s time to crown a champion. 👑 Looking at the items, we have everything from fresh Avocados and Shrimp to hearty Beef and Eggs. If you were stranded on a desert island and could only have ONE of these items for the rest of your life, which one would it be? The Challenge: Pick your absolute "GOAT" (Greatest Of All Time) from the list below. Cast your vote below, then drop a comment telling us which specific item you chose and WHY it’s your GOAT! 🐐👇 Is it because of a childhood memory? A specific recipe? Or do you just think people who hate it are crazy? Let’s hear it! 👇💬