Saturday, March 17, 2012
I intend to make food my lifelong friend instead of enemy. I personally am not one of those people who think of food as fuel, like gasoline for a car. Food has such strong ties to my mother and father to me. They recently passed away, and I have the fondest memories of meals with them. My mom was a fantastic cook, and she passed along her recipes for most of the things I liked, but not too many baked goods ones (because I forgot to ask!). But when I think of cinnamon sugar cookies, I very vividly remember the warmth and wonderful smell of the cookies just out of the oven. My father was handy with the skillet, and he would also take me every weekend to our neighborhood bakery for pies, cakes, and chocolate éclair's. I rarely eat the foods I loved when my parents were still alive, but I do enjoy thinking and remembering. Today was one of those rare days when I thought of the bakery trips and bought myself a half dozen boston cream doughnuts. It would be a dozen before, and I would have had at least 3 of them right away. Instead, I bought a half dozen and had one while driving home from the store (I was not the driver!). Funny, one was really enough! This is a huge first for me, and a sign that I take that I am on a good track to reach my goal once and for good this time.