“If it wasn’t for two special women, Yum Yucky wouldn’t be around.”
First, there is my Oma, which means “Grandmother” in German. My Oma is from Vienna, Austria and she brought me up on Weiner Schnitzels, our traditional Christmas meal.
Last month our family celebrated Oma’s 86th birthday and I ate cake. Lots of it. I didn’t care about the calories because I refused to keep track on such a special occasion.
Special celebrations and calorie counting don’t mix. At least for me.
Then there is my beautiful mother. On Thanksgiving she made a delectable Eggplant Parm. We also had turkey, but the Parm was an awesome highlight.
This is my Yum Yucky genealogy. These wonderful women aren’t greedy like me, so the best I figure is the family DNA mutated upon my birth, causing me to be born with a double stomach and genetically built-in food detector.
Damn, I’m a lucky girl!