I was talking with John some time ago how it was hard to get back in the kitchen creating meals and writing my blog. At the time, I was tried to figure out how to get myself up and over this new creative block. Granted, I needed to give myself a break knowing how this year has been difficult since the passing of my son, Michael. However, why did it so affect my food life? I realized that in our family and, most families really, love and life center around food.
Think about the dinner table. We sit down and eat our evening meal and talk about our day and projects that are coming up. There is a reason why they call it the family meal. When we are cooking and guests are in town, where do they usually congregate? Right in the kitchen to either talk or help in the process of creating the meal. Going to restaurants we are usually not by ourselves but with people with whom we want to share the meal. Reunions, parties, banquets, weddings, and yes, funerals, all usually have food involved.
Our family is filled with foodies. John, Jack, and Bianca are great cooks. Ok, some are shaking their heads about John cooking. He can cook, he just doesn’t like to. We love getting together to try new cuisines and create something out of thin air. Jack’s creative mind is not only in writing but also in coming up with dishes that are taste sensations. He also comes up with creative names like Blood Wings!
Michael was a tremendous cook and foodie. We shared our love of food with trying out new restaurants, peach and strawberry picking, farmers markets, and bouncing ideas off of each other. I didn’t know it, but he also was very competitive with me in the cooking arena. His former girlfriend told me that he would come home from visiting our family and say things like, “I am going to try and fry chicken better than my mom.” She said he would come very close to success. Maybe even sometimes beating me in flavor.
So as time went on, I realized how disappointed and devastated Michael would be if I stopped. Creating dishes for John, Jack, and Bianca fills me with joy. It shows my love for them and love of the creative process of preparing these dishes. Food shows love, brings life, and it’s now time for new beginnings.
Until next time, happy creating.