My world has been upside down and inside out the past month as I began a new job that feels as though no progress is being made, yet I am there chipping away at what I can day after day. With so many things piled up against me, this respite of food, seasonings, and creation fed my soul in the most uplifting way. I have countless memories of my mother cooking in the small kitchen in the small house I grew up in. There wasn't room for more than one person in the kitchen to cook and she would turn out meals that tasted wonderful and were made with love. It proves that I am a foodie that I connect things like Yum-Yum cookies, Bubblering, hamburger gravy, oatmeal, and cakes with the love my mother had not only for me but for all that were important in her life. This exercise in love/cooking tonight has renewed my spark of love for cooking. I may not have a family to cook for but I do have dear friends who are apart of my life everyday that I can spend time in the kitchen for. If my food makes them say yum or smile or relief the burden of cooking for themselves then I will have continued the legacy of love my mother began.
So while the world spins out of the control of mere mortals, love and food can create connections between seemingly separate existences. And so it goes...so it has been blogged, so it shall be done.