My Friend Is Food
It has been a long time since I have written a post. Closing in on two months. The shame. The horror. But here I am, back to blogging; making a commitment to keep at it and be regular.
In my hiatus, I got around to thinking – what makes me happy? What creates my memories and carries me to a my special place. Take the picture I used for this post for example. It makes me smile. My son is cooking with me! I will never forget this day – we are gathered in my Mother In Law’s kitchen, cooking our annual Dumpling Dinner, when my son decided he wanted to help too. A happy time indeed.
Here are my top 10 things that make me happy:
1. My family
2. My husband (on most days)
3. My job
4. My friends
5. Snowboarding with Kim
6. A fabulous bottle of wine
8. A good restaurant
9. Cooking a great meal
10. Eating delicious food
To be honest here, the majority of my great memories have centered around food. I remember meals with my mom on a Friday night. Stirfries my stepdad would good for us. Special dinners with my father. I remember cooking in first apartment with my BFF Kim. And a bike ride we took one fall afternoon when I tasted my first “cold soup”. I remember eating chocolate goop at camp and chocolate soup in small cafe down a hidden alley in Jerusalem. I think fondly back to my days of back packing at trying the different flavours of the countries I visited. I remember the worst meal I ever ate (twice cooked chicken with “just add water” gravy – a friend’s home in England).
In all honesty, this could go on for pages upon pages. The first meal my hubby cooked for me. My first bite after giving birth (yup, I ate a hamburger and sushi) and the meal I ate after burying my grandma. Food is something to be celebrated. It is what connects us to one another.
And so with my return to these pages, I tell you – Make Food your Friend and not your enemy. Make a memory. Create a meal to share. Eat wise, eat healthy, but most importantly, eat.
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