Tender Hands

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Tender Hands

Last Sunday I visited my grandparents for dinner. I brought a bottle of red wine so we could have a glass while my grandmother and I were in the kitchen... 

Last Sunday I visited my grandparents for dinner. I brought a bottle of red wine so we could have a glass while my grandmother and I were in the kitchen. My grandmother is so amazing!

A little old woman in a small kitchen, preparing the most wonderful dishes. She has a traditional style of cooking, will always use leftovers and has never - to my knowledge - followed recipes. I think she is a great example of sustainable living, something we all should do more. I love her meatballs, they are my favourite grandma dish.

A few years ago I had just started living on my own and was eager to impress my roommates with my cooking skills, so I decided to make grandmother’s meatballs. I asked her what her secret was, what made her meatballs the best in the world.

Turns out her ingredients were not that special, it's all in how you prepare the meat. So I went to the market and bought everything she told me to, and my meatballs turned out ok, but nothing like hers.

Now, three years later, I’m still working on my meatball skills, and step by step I feel I am approaching her level.

When I was in the academy I made a photo series about my grandmother, inspired as I was by the cook book of the Amsterdamse Huishoudschool my grandmother’s mother had given to her. We cooked together, made typical Dutch dishes and of course we made her meatballs.

The more I make them, the more I see just how much love she ads to the mix, with those tender hands of hers. 

- Pander Vos