If I can’t reach for a pan, I will reach for my voice. If I can’t reach for my voice, I will reach for whatever the journey provides me.Desserts / December 18, 2017
It’s been an incredibly long hiatus. Not from the kitchen, but from this place here, in front of my keyboard, writing down my musings about what feeding others means to me and sharing them with the universe.
I suppose we all have times in our lives when the rhythm of things is lost, or at the very least, suspended. We find ourselves, looking out the window to capture a quick view of the path ahead, only to find we’re only on a completely different journey. Feeling that whatever distance we’ve traveled was wrong, we immediately get busy fixing it! But it wasn’t wrong. No journey is wrong.
What we all need to remember that we’re always traveling somewhere. No one is ever really still, or for that matter totally in control. And I want to be more present. I want to not feel bad that I haven’t blogged in months. Instead, I want to focus on how fulfilled I am with beautiful food before me, and a sauce that is just waiting to be created quietly forming in my head. Happy with the fact that since my last post on November 6, I literally created another 30 or so recipes.
So now, at the peril of trying to create the perfect message, something that usually keeps me from finishing a message in a timely fashion, I will keep this short. Will this post include some photos of my food and a couple recipes? Of course. Will it stir your soul and transform you? That is up to you, I’m realizing. Mine is only to share whatever journey I’m currently experiencing, and always hoping that of where I am helps awaken something in you, I’m on the right path after all.