Okay … once again there has been a long pause to my posting. But there hasn’t been any pause in my love of cooking and photographing. Just in my sharing. I have spent the last months starting a new project. It’s an idea that has swirled inside my head for quite some time (perhaps a year or so), but a late night conversation while staying with my sister-in-law and her family last summer, turned a swirling idea into something concrete. Or at least it laid a foundation. It’s something I am super excited about, something I want to pour my time and attention into, something that will take time. (Meaning I need patience). And it has a learning curve that somewhat scares me and intrigues me all at the same time.
I want to produce a cookbook. Again, I am not a chef and don’t pretend to be. I’m just a girl with a passion for cooking, experimenting and sharing with family and friends. I love recipes that reach back into our family’s history and I like tweaking new recipes to make them our own. And that’s where my idea (with the definite encouragement from my sister-in-law) for a book starts. The idea of sharing my family and friends recipes, and the stories behind them. Food is more than a meal to me, it is the connecting of people past and present. A meal should be an experience, the smells taking you to places you’ve been, and making new memories for the future. All while we gather around our tables. With that, I want the pages filled with personal stories, family recipes and beautiful images.
Besides family and running my photography business, these past months have been planning for this new venture, reaching out to family and friends, and now, finally starting to be invited into their homes and lives while they prepare meals and share the stories behind them. So far, it has been fascinating and I look forward to sharing my own journey along the way.