Australia, the Land Down Under, had been a destination that I desired to visit ever since Oprah took over 300 of her ”ultimate viewers” there years ago. In 2016, our immediate family (seven of us, three generations) was fortunate to explore far-away Australia. Rising out …
This morning I took a trip down memory lane, landing in my hometown of Atlanta and my son’s hometown of Chicago. If you’re interested, the latest article is here. In the meantime, please share in the comments a food that brings the memories flooding back.
As I look at this vase of roses in my kitchen, I contemplate how lovely they are. I think about how much pleasure a simple bouquet of flowers can bring. As I delve deeper in thought, I remember how much I like this vase and how long ago I purchased it. I look at the lamp in the background and remember my husband carrying two of them through the airport terminals in both Argentina and Atlanta. My eyes fall on the china cabinet which houses some of my much-loved and used crystal.
Although the kitchen is not normally thought of as a room where beautiful objects reside, it is indeed a place where one can feed the soul. The alluring and fascinating pieces that bring to mind joyous times, recollections of the past, the wonder of nature as in the roses, and all sorts experiences that just the thought brings smiles to our hearts and faces.
The kitchen is often thought of being the heart of the home.
Do you have photos or memories of days and moments when you are gloriously happy? This photo captures such a moment for me. There are very few places that I enjoy being more than outside, feeling breezes, gazing at the ocean as the tides roll …
On the final day of last year, I shared the first part of a series of writings on the glorious Paul Robeson tomato. If you’re interested, you can take a look here. The meat of it was to talk history through the medium of food. …
