My Grandmother's Gumbo

I would have to say that my favorite food by far would have to be my grandmother's famous gumbo. The way the shrimp, sausage, potatoes, and crab mix together its like a bowl of heaven. Her homemade Roux smells like Cajun spices chilling in a hot tube on a summer day. The savory smell of the buttery white rice cooking to perfection. The smell just wraps around your nose and kiss you softly. With the large amount of ingredients in gumbo, one wrong step will throw the whole creation off. There are two times when gumbo is made in my family, and that's thanksgiving and Christmas. I’m pretty sure my grandmother's gumbo is the best in the world. However, I don’t think she would think the same as I do. From a young age, I watched my grandmother and my mother prepares gumbo. I took a picture in my mind of all the ingredients that they used. Starting of with cooking the rice to cleaning the meat and making the Roux. I knew that one day I would be next in line to making gumbo For my family
My aunt was the glue of our family, she was the funny bone we needed. From every spoon full of gumbo I felt as if my aunt was right there with us. Gumbo became a photo book filled with memories. Every time my grandmother cooked gumbo, it was like my family knew without her even saying a word.
In conclusion gumbo was much more than a bowl of goodness, it was a family tradition. The perfectly white rice smothered in brown Roux and top with love. Gumbo perfectly coat your entire taste buds and leave you speechless on how something could be so heavenly, that was created on this planet. Often realizing moments later that they have eaten it so fast that it was nearly impossible for them to see what exactly they ate. Once you start taking a bite your mind start to drift off into another world. Many wonder what makes my grandmother's gumbo different from others, all I can say is you have to use