[mourning] cooking

i would always have to call my mom whenever i wanted to make one of her recipes. so a few years back, she digitized all her, her friends, her mother’s, other family members, our neighbors, basically any recipe of any meal or dessert i enjoyed as a kid. she printed them all out and compiled them into a notebook and gave them to me for christmas a few years back.

i misplaced it...

 

 

my mom would ask about it and i’d have to admit i hadn’t found it yet.  then, as most of you know...my mom pasted away in november...

 

 

this past weekend i finally found it under a pot on a shelf i never use. i immediately turned to my favorite dish, wrote down the ingredients and went to the store.  cooking it and filling the kitchen with its familiar smell was more emotional than planned. having cold leftovers in the fridge, my mom’s favorite, heartwarming.

 

therapy in a three ring binder.