Whether its a love of cooking, entertaining or of eating a great meal, there’s no denying the unique relationship we have with food. I’d even go as far as to say that every great meal is an expression of love and a meal enjoyed, a reciprocation. It’s inevitably connected to memories of celebration, home, comfort and love.
My first recollections of the relationship between love and food were as a baby. Each day, I’d run down the path from my grandmother’s to my great grandmother’s back door. It opened right into her kitchen where she’d sit me at the table and cut me a piece of cherry pie.
It was my favorite thing on earth! How could a 3 yr old not fall in love with the vibrant red cherries, sweet and tart, oozing out from beneath a buttery, flaky crust? She never failed to have one baked and waiting…
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