My mom was a dashed good cook, and in remembrance of her, as well as to satisfy my cravings for her cooking, I still prepare many of her greatest hits. In most cases, the results are highly satisfactory, e. g. they are as good as her preparations or are at least very close. There are, however, a few dishes I can't even come close. Among them are...
Fried Pork Chops: simplest thing in the world to make, I know, but mine just don't measure up to hers. I could have eaten platters full of her fried chops if I didn't have to share them with dad and little brother.
Chicken Kiev: she didn't make chicken Kiev all that often, but when she did, it was spectacular. And frankly, mine sucks. I don't even bother trying anymore.
Pork Chops and Rice Casserole: this is the old mid-century warhorse of chops and rice baked in a Campbell's Cream o' Mushroom Soup concoction. Not an elegant dish, perhaps, but my mom's was completely delish. Mine is risible. Another one I've abandoned.
Y'all have similar experiences of failing to measure up to your mom's standards on certain dishes?