When I think of food which satisfies my soul, I can only think of ma's food. Moms and grand moms infuse love in their cooking and I guess you can replicate their recipes and if you keep wondering why your food doesn't taste like theirs; well where's the love? You need a heart big enough to make the world seem really small and you need hands that can nurture lives and enable people to become all that they can be :)
Now that's a huge responsibility; wonder how they do it everyday; day after day; all our lives creating wonderful memories at the dinner table unfailingly. When you're away from home, it's that love and simplicity you miss and think of fondly as you re-heat food from the depths of your refrigerator and sit in front of the T.V.
Then as I take in some food network staple, I can't help but wonder why do men outnumber women chefs? There is finesse in their cooking, you can see the love as well. I have a feeling that if dads and grand dads decided to invade the kitchen, their love would shine just as well through their perfectly cooked meals!
Cheers to families which cook together, eat together and pray together! Now, there's the love! :)
