My mother's matza brei was quite quite the tasty treat, and I looked forward to it every Passover. We would even have matza brei for a few weeks after Passover, using the leftover matza.
(I was reminded at the family wedding last weekend that a family catch-phrase was "Matza brei again?" but my memories of the dish are quite wonderful - maybe it was just that any food eight days in a row can get that kind of a reaction, or maybe the reaction was just in fun.)
Year-round, she had a knack with chopped liver that others have been unable to duplicate. And with food processors, it just ain't the same.