Mum was (still alive at 90) a great cook. Especially when there was nothing in the house to eat. Feeding 12 children was a chore but one I was to young to understand. I remember a few things though. Going to school with bread and lard as the spread. Lining up in the morning before school to get our cod liver oil dose. She use to go to the fish house and scrape the oil as it floated to the top. Take it home boil it and when cooled feed us. Then there was the potatoes and herring 5 days a week when the fishing was good. Porridge and bread and molasseses was a treat. Then Dad would get lucky and happen to catch a halibut or cod. Boy there was nothing like a stuffed baked halibut.
Those were the hard times and cherished memories.
Love you Mum.
Adrien