Love you can taste

“Some things are worth doing the hard way”

these words by Jen Sanfilippo described my attitude towards cooking in a way that I suddenly realized “this is it”, — despite all the troubles that I have to go through to get self-cooked meal, it is absolutely worth it. But lets have a quick step back here.

I was never a fan of kitchen. Growing up with a grandma in the house, cooked meal was never a thing to think about: it was always there, ready for you to eat it. So, when I left my family house during university years, I was enjoying meals from cheap cafeterias and eateries so much that I even though that my family didn’t understand something in this life — meal that you didn’t cook, tastes better! I was finally sure that my folks did it all wrong. However, I couldn’t be further away from the truth.

Fast forward, to a couple of years after university graduation, when I visited enormous amount of restaurants, tasted all cuisines that I could think of I noticed that I don’t have the initial hype about that food there anymore. I began to be so picky and choosy that almost every eating out used to end in deep dissatisfaction. I remember clearly one day, sitting in a very fancy restaurant, thought poped-up in my head: “I can do it better”. Better for myself. Better for my family.

Restaurant food is great. I love being there for a party or a good event. But I don’t like it to be my daily food. Not anymore.

I cook now and then when I have free time. I believe I will be able to pay more attention in the future. Cooking is a sacred practice that transforms your love into something tangible. Love for your body, your family, your friends. And all that love that can be tasted.

Bon appetite.

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