food for thought...

i call my 91 year old mom about 4 times a week.  every time i call her she is either cooking something or getting ready to entertain someone.  when we visit i am always after her to slow down and take a break from serving everyone.   it's always a struggle to convince her to go out.   cooking to her is something that binds everyone together.  upon opening the door on a recent visit to her home i was transported back to another place in time, a place of comfort and security. i know where my love for cooking was fostered.  cooking is about so much more than just eating.  it's about feeding the soul and enriching the lives of the people you love.  this is my mother's life mission.  she gives a piece of herself to the people she loves most in this world by cooking for them. making people feel loved and welcome is most important to her. food can heal your heart with the memories it creates.  every meal you share with someone you love nourishes the soul.  cooking is a thread that binds so many generations together.  some of my fondest memories are the smells in  my mom's kitchen.  home is always where the heart is and mine is forever  with her. 
 thanks mom. xo

love sent, xo