"If you can read you can cook" - Robert Nield
Breakfast..
and Dinner..
...
I guess that I'm kind of more of a
big breakfast, hearty dinner kind of girl.
Probably because I like to go to bed
hungry-ish, rather than nursing a food baby.
My parents more than encouraged and made
the enjoyment and sharing of food and meals
a central part of our lives growing up.
The innumerable hours spent around their gigantic hardwood
dining table are so deeply ingrained in me
it's somewhat impossible that I shouldn't
have grown up to love the same things.
The impact of those crazy conversations, desserts of Bornhoffen
yoghurt and brown sugar, and my mother removing her glasses
yoghurt and brown sugar, and my mother removing her glasses
early in the evening are a ritual that feels almost more
central to my sense of being than any other
central to my sense of being than any other
experience to be shared with those you love.
It's not necessarily the food (though it's important),
but the pervasive sense of care.
but the pervasive sense of care.
I love cooking and looking after people that way.
The productivity of producing a meal
is deeply fulfilling and more than anything,
makes houses homes.
xx
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All photos by me on iPhone4,
except for Three taken with digital camera.
- all tweaked a little.
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