I have profusely admitted that I am not "the cook" of the family. But, since becoming married to Chef Roland, who has made of career out of food preparation and service, I have become enamored with people who are enamored with the love of cooking. When people speak of their cooking/food experiences, it affects their whole demeanor, they radiate, they swoon, they go into a reverie. It's truly a love. I'm jealous but, I am fascinated by their stories.
Today, my parents and I had the pleasure of visiting with a pastor of a local church that we had attended. As he was telling of a recent event at the church where people brought food, he also told us of his wonderful cake that he had contributed. I watched his face and body language as he went into great detail of the construction of the cake, one that replicated the very cake his mother always presented him on his birthday as a young boy growing up. He was in the moment and it was wonderful to watch and listen as he presented his virtual cake to us. Now, I'm inspired to start collecting "love stories" of cooking experiences of friends and family. I would like to invite anyone who visits our site to take this opportunity to share with all of us, your favorite cooking story, the one where you knew you "loved to cook", the funny one that was a blast to create even though it fell short of your hoped for expectations, or the one where you carefully constructed a delectable dish as an act of love for someone special. Feel free to use our comment box and inspire us all to "fall in love" with cooking.
I'll add a few articles to the mix just to give you a little taste:
When Roland and I met, I was one of those people who opened the box or can and warmed up the family meal. After our marriage in 2005, I truely began to appreciate what food is really about, not only that it can taste very good, and be nutritious, but that it can be a celebration of who you are and the people that you share it with.