I’m not a chef or even one of those major foodies. Like you, when it comes to cooking, I look in the pantry every day and scratch my head.
I didn’t always cook. In my early twenties, I was the queen of grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner. But I’ve been “properly” cooking for a long time now, and am still experimenting every day nearly every most days weeks.
My mother grew up during hard times, totally self-sufficient on a farm in eastern Europe. She didn’t just plant, fertilise, pick, pickle, feed, gut, cure, smoke, milk, churn and sell, she also cooked for family and itinerant workers. Her relationship to food was a chore.
I grew up in a different world. My relationship to food was LAZY. One day, eventually, I decided to set myself the task of cooking a new meal each week. Fast forward to happy family dinners and dinner parties, which included my beautiful mother at the table, too.
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
-J.R.R. Tolkein – the hobbit
Also …
I’ve been a writer, in one form or another, all my life. I began writing this site for my daughter, who’s enjoyed my cooking ever since I used to feed her little spoonfuls of home-made baby puree. She asked for my favourite recipes, the best compliment of all!
I was also inspired by all this talk of food to expand the blog part of the site with my own food-themed poetry. So the site is not only for the daughter I love, but is combining two of my other loves – food and writing.
If you find something of value, that would be very cool, too.
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