Food Memories

Hi everyone!  Welcome to my corner of the Internet!  I’m starting this blog because I want to share the things that are important in our lives.  The things that bond us together.  We all breathe air.  We all have to eat and drink to survive.  We all have things that make us smile.  We have people in our lives who love us and we love in return.  Joy is universal.  Let’s celebrate that! What creates the powerful connection we have with food?  What are our favorite food memories? What makes us say “Oh man!  That was the best _____ I ever had!” Was it really the food on our plates? Was it the people we were with? Our surroundings? Perhaps it was a combination of all of it! Like every great recipe, a great memory has many ingredients!

My favorite food memories are from when I was a child. The best one is the smell of freshly baked bread. Growing up, my mom would bake bread every few weeks. (She made her own pizza dough too, but that’s a post for another day!) She’d bake all day and what we didn’t use right away went into the freezer for later. When it was still warm she’d flip the loaf out of the pan and tap the bottom to see if it was done. If I was good (or so she could get me to be quiet for a while, I’m not sure which) I could have a piece of the heel from one of the loaves.  It was always smothered with butter and I thought it was an extra special treat. The rich salty taste of the butter mingled with the warm yeasty taste of the bread was the best flavor in the world. Mmmm! Those were good times. Those were great memories! That was some amazing bread! I felt safe. I felt loved. I was full and happy. Would this memory be as special without one of those ingredients?  I don’t think so. To this day, the smell of fresh bread from the oven reminds me of my Mom. That’s my special food memory. What’s yours?

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