I love to cook, I love to eat, I love mealtime, I love baking....I love food. I love that my Mister loves to cook. I love that we love to cook together. I love that we use the kitchen the most out of any room in the house. I love that Jane is interested in cooking. I love rolling pins. I love dishes. I love spices. I love a floured counter ready to roll out dough. I love growing my own food. I love good and simple recipes. I love aprons. I love my cooking club. I love my memories of cooking. I could go on...
I'm grateful that I have a gratitude and love for food. There is so much joy found in food. It often is a gathering reason. It gives you energy. It shows love (especially when it's chocolate or cookies). It sustains you. It is essential to life. I am thankful that my little family is blessed with food to eat. We watched a documentary recently on some college students who went to South America and lived in a village and tried to survive on a dollar. One dollar. $1! And they met a sweet little family where all the children had to eat were tortillas and salt. It made me cry thinking about how much energy and life Jane has in her and then these children have no energy at all because that's all that they have to eat. We are so blessed to have food in our cupboards and fridge.
I am grateful for food!
