Friday, October 7, 2011

Food, with Love

Excerpt from something I read recently

"My daughter, then 6, asked why we were bringing our friend food. Because she's sad, I explained. And when you make people food with your hands, it can help them feel better.


She thought about it for a minute. 'Because when they eat it, it goes inside them,' she said, 'and then they know you love them, right?' "


Precious.


That's why it never feels like a chore when I cook because I know I made the food with love and the people that eat them will feel loved.