“Food can look beautiful, taste exquisite, smell wonderful, make people feel good, bring them together, inspire romantic feelings…At its most basic, it is fuel for a hungry machine.”~ Rosamond Richardson
My friends and family and blog visitors (whom I now count as friends) know that cooking and baking are two of my favorite things to do. Food is so central to our lives. Most of our memories have an element of food within them. When we get married, we have a rehearsal dinner, typically, and a reception with lovely, special wedding food. When a mom goes into the hospital to deliver her child, friends bring food to her home to stock her freezer. When someone passes away, friends bring food to the home of the family in an attempt to comfort them in their grief. On our birthdays, we have parties with food and cake and fun! Holidays each have their own special food: Valentine’s Day chocolate, Easter ham, Memorial Day hamburgers and hotdogs, Thanksgiving…..well, you get the idea. Food is integral to our celebrations and our sadness. It’s how we show love and cope with grief. It’s important. It’s vital to our very survival.
I wrote earlier this week about how we modern cooks and bakers are blessed to have the recipes from the women and men who came before us who loved to cook, too. I feel that we are carrying on traditions, and not letting those folks be forgotten when we use their recipes and share them with our children, and our children’s children. It’s a history lesson at the kitchen counter! 🙂 I enjoy cooking most when using a recipe that has a story behind it. It’s meaningful to me.
So, in the spirit of sharing old, passed-down recipes, I will be sharing one with……..drumroll please………all the viewers of KLTV 7 in Tyler, Texas! I have had the honor of being asked to cook during their “In The Kitchen” segment. This Friday! During the 5:00 p.m. news! Now to decide which recipe to share. Any suggestions? Will you be watching? It’ll be on their website, as well, if you’re not in the area or are unable to watch live for some reason. I am excited, a tad nervous, and blessed. Thanks, Ellen, for thinking of me! 🙂